loooong ass weekend
~friday, after work i headed over to Turning Points office on Fulton only to find that because of a scheduling problem (i.e. staff not showing up...) i was going to the SATU out on G St. instead. so i followed Larry, who ended up being the guy i worked with instead of Robert. once there, Gladys showed up because she'd been called in, they showed me around and gave me some rough idea of things to expect blah blah blah. i read through some of the documents that the clients receive and sign. and i read through a lot of stuff thats staff related. but basically friday night i just hung out with Gladys and Larry and learned how to do counts and med stuff and got a feel for the facility and the clients. (46 men, 1 left for work and hadn't returned... i'd estimate that almost 2/3s were CDC and the bulk of the rest were Prop 36). i left at 9 and went home. had popcorn for dinner and read for a little bit before crashing.
~saturday, i got up at the usual time and headed to 7-11 for coffee. got down to SATU at 8, but since i don't have keys i had to call Larry to come let me in. he told me that saturdays are pretty easy because mostly the guys just do clean up jobs and then watch movies. and basically thats what they did. Larry gave me keys, so i didn't need to stay shadowed to him or in one of the offices. instead i could open the sheds where the tools/supplies were and let myself in and out of the staff areas. a lot of the guys ended up taking naps by 10 and that just made me tired for the rest of the day. i did the count at 1030. had one guy that decided to give me a hard time. told me he didn't know what bed # he was. i said fine, whats your name. and he proceeded to tell me his name was John Gotti. argh. basically, i'm there to do a job, if he's going to make it difficult, i get to make his time difficult. i could've called a crash count (which means they have to report to the dorm and to their beds- think of almost every military movie where they have inspection) or i could write him up. i didn't do either. but its nice to know that i could've done them. he finally gave me his name and i moved on. later in the dorm i found him and he tried to be all nice and tell me who he is, i just kept doing my count and shrugged him off (no, he didn't touch me. you know what i mean). for the most part, the stuff i did over the weekend there wasn't any different then supervising visits at work. just i was supping adult males. basically after that it was just monitoring them and then watching while they had lunch at noon. they kept trying to get me to eat, but i wasn't hungry then. *shrug*. i left a little after one.
got home and literally the only thing i wanted to do was sleep. but i had a little food. and was informed by james that we were due out at dads for dinner at 7. and then mom asked if i wanted to go to the mall with her before her hair appt. so i did. which was good, even though i was tired, cuz i was able to buy a new piece of body jewelry for the cartilege hole. got home from the mall and i went to lay down (after yousending that file to blueirish). james woke me up at 630ish and insisted i get up. dinner at dads was pretty standard. tess declined to show up, hanging out with friends instead. and quinn was all banged up from a horse falling on him. natti seems nice, but she behaved a lot like tess does and retreated to her room when we weren't at the table. *shrug* came home and passed out.
~sunday, i slept in! oh, there is a god and she loves me! hehehe. got up and read some before moving out to the livingroom to fold some of my clothes and watch QaF. dusted and cleaned out the cat box. typical stuff. oh! i heard from a friend and they might be joining the fam and i for dinner in LA on thursday. SQUEEE! i miss my friends. :( talked to lil cate too. she wants to maybe come up to us on friday and have dinner so i'll have to keep her informed on what's happening. moving on... the day was capped off by a trip to GCP for dinner and a show. the food was good but didn't jump out as fantabulous. my drink displeased me as apparently they neglected the lemonade part... the JR CO. just needs to die. they were bad. and their song choices? were very bad. completely neglected stuff by paul simon in favor of doing two bad carly simon songs. i mean, she has some really good stuff out there. but the ones the did were bad. ugh. however, the play made up for everything. Brighton Beach Memoirs. i saw it last time they did it, but that was back in the 80's. and of course, i've seen the matthew broderick film. but this production was pretty good. i mean... we laughed. of course... that could just have been all the talk about masterbation. too funny! and the ick factor of the lead semi-lusting after his cousin. but it was good and locals, if you get the chance, go see it. til sept 11.
and that sums up my weekend. i'm exhausted just typing all that. oh! got a text message at 4am. not that i got much sleep anyways, but remind me to hurt melanie. and when waking up this morning i stretched wrong or something and now have a pain in my neck/shoulders. ugh.
my day today consists of cleaning up faiths cases because something is really wrong with her and she'll be out for 6 weeks. and then i'm going from here to turning point. 5-11 tonight. but today i'll be learning how to do ASI's. eep!
also... i need to fill out the form for a community mental health specialist position that is available. and i need to type up my journals for class tomorrow.
i think thats it.
~saturday, i got up at the usual time and headed to 7-11 for coffee. got down to SATU at 8, but since i don't have keys i had to call Larry to come let me in. he told me that saturdays are pretty easy because mostly the guys just do clean up jobs and then watch movies. and basically thats what they did. Larry gave me keys, so i didn't need to stay shadowed to him or in one of the offices. instead i could open the sheds where the tools/supplies were and let myself in and out of the staff areas. a lot of the guys ended up taking naps by 10 and that just made me tired for the rest of the day. i did the count at 1030. had one guy that decided to give me a hard time. told me he didn't know what bed # he was. i said fine, whats your name. and he proceeded to tell me his name was John Gotti. argh. basically, i'm there to do a job, if he's going to make it difficult, i get to make his time difficult. i could've called a crash count (which means they have to report to the dorm and to their beds- think of almost every military movie where they have inspection) or i could write him up. i didn't do either. but its nice to know that i could've done them. he finally gave me his name and i moved on. later in the dorm i found him and he tried to be all nice and tell me who he is, i just kept doing my count and shrugged him off (no, he didn't touch me. you know what i mean). for the most part, the stuff i did over the weekend there wasn't any different then supervising visits at work. just i was supping adult males. basically after that it was just monitoring them and then watching while they had lunch at noon. they kept trying to get me to eat, but i wasn't hungry then. *shrug*. i left a little after one.
got home and literally the only thing i wanted to do was sleep. but i had a little food. and was informed by james that we were due out at dads for dinner at 7. and then mom asked if i wanted to go to the mall with her before her hair appt. so i did. which was good, even though i was tired, cuz i was able to buy a new piece of body jewelry for the cartilege hole. got home from the mall and i went to lay down (after yousending that file to blueirish). james woke me up at 630ish and insisted i get up. dinner at dads was pretty standard. tess declined to show up, hanging out with friends instead. and quinn was all banged up from a horse falling on him. natti seems nice, but she behaved a lot like tess does and retreated to her room when we weren't at the table. *shrug* came home and passed out.
~sunday, i slept in! oh, there is a god and she loves me! hehehe. got up and read some before moving out to the livingroom to fold some of my clothes and watch QaF. dusted and cleaned out the cat box. typical stuff. oh! i heard from a friend and they might be joining the fam and i for dinner in LA on thursday. SQUEEE! i miss my friends. :( talked to lil cate too. she wants to maybe come up to us on friday and have dinner so i'll have to keep her informed on what's happening. moving on... the day was capped off by a trip to GCP for dinner and a show. the food was good but didn't jump out as fantabulous. my drink displeased me as apparently they neglected the lemonade part... the JR CO. just needs to die. they were bad. and their song choices? were very bad. completely neglected stuff by paul simon in favor of doing two bad carly simon songs. i mean, she has some really good stuff out there. but the ones the did were bad. ugh. however, the play made up for everything. Brighton Beach Memoirs. i saw it last time they did it, but that was back in the 80's. and of course, i've seen the matthew broderick film. but this production was pretty good. i mean... we laughed. of course... that could just have been all the talk about masterbation. too funny! and the ick factor of the lead semi-lusting after his cousin. but it was good and locals, if you get the chance, go see it. til sept 11.
and that sums up my weekend. i'm exhausted just typing all that. oh! got a text message at 4am. not that i got much sleep anyways, but remind me to hurt melanie. and when waking up this morning i stretched wrong or something and now have a pain in my neck/shoulders. ugh.
my day today consists of cleaning up faiths cases because something is really wrong with her and she'll be out for 6 weeks. and then i'm going from here to turning point. 5-11 tonight. but today i'll be learning how to do ASI's. eep!
also... i need to fill out the form for a community mental health specialist position that is available. and i need to type up my journals for class tomorrow.
i think thats it.