Kinkyfreaks why don't you get down on your knees
So yeah, things are good. Crazy, but good.
School is a heavy workload right now, because I have interviews and assessments all due at the same damn time. Professor Vaisman has not been telling us what he expects in his Clinical Interviews, but heHAS told us that he does not want the same things as the Psychological Assessment class, in other words, he does not want a Mental Status Exam. We have to let the patient take us where he will and go from there. Of course, there is NO talk of format on the report either, so I don't know whether I handed in what he wants or not. Ah well. My Assessment/Interview was much easier, since that was highly segmented into what he wanted. I even enjoyed writing it, though it took me FOREVER.
Derek is working as an Associate Producer on an AFI film project, and he just had an interview as a Writer's Assistant. Of course, what show he had the interview for takes the fucking cake. Before I say it, I also want to point out that it's $600 a week in addition to his mileage. As he would be a PA running errands and shit like that, the mileage will most likely be a little crazy, though he is only running around the valley, so he shouldn't put all of the miles on that Chris had him doing before. So the show? You're gonna fucking die. MXC, Most Extreme Challenge on Spike TV. Now, I don't really LIKE the show for long periods of time, but I watch it occaisionally for a laugh. He hasn't officially gotten it yet, but knowing him, it's in the bag. We find out today, but I REALLY hope he gets this. It's not only good money, it's the closest thing to what he wants to do that he's found thus far.
The whole sitch with Bridges to Recovery is frustrating me a bit. I am very excited to start there, don't get me wrong, but Uri called me eleven hours before I was supposed to be there to tell me that they re-thought my position and whatever, and they decided that since they have such great programs there during the day, they want someone with more experience and a Masters to work there at night to run groups and shit. Well, I was pissed, since the hours and pay were ideal, so I called up Dr. Solar, the woman who gave me my second interview, and I expressed my regret at not getting to work alongside her, since she liked me so much and all. I think I did a good thing though, because Tuesday Uri called me back and wants me again, this time for two-three days instead of four, which is even better. I mean, working 10 hours there gets me only $20 less than I am making working 16 hours here, after all. Three days will still have me working one hour less than I work here, and LOTS more money. Plus when I get my Masters degree, (that comes automatically on the track I am on now,) I will be able to do much more in a private setting like the one there.
I am curious, is all this blathering remotely interesting? I know that it's rudimentry day-to-day stuff, but I am egotistical enough to think that it's interesting enough to hold people's attention.
On the more bizarre side, I was molested on my way to Best Buy at lunch yesterday. As I walked down the street, a drunken lesbian stumbled up to me and started preaching God shit to me and whatever, telling me, "God wants purity! You have to stop giving up your butt! You have to stop giving up your dick TO a butt! I'm not syin' to hate, cuz I lick pussy! But the lord wants us, and these hurricanes are a sign! You seen me in your dreams, cuz I can see into your dreams, and you seen me giving birth to a son." Blah blah blah. FREAK. I got away from her, which was hard because she was completely unmindful of personal space, and when I got back from lunch, she was HERE in the center, preaching to the masses. She got kicked out, of course.
Ah well. I should get something done...
School is a heavy workload right now, because I have interviews and assessments all due at the same damn time. Professor Vaisman has not been telling us what he expects in his Clinical Interviews, but heHAS told us that he does not want the same things as the Psychological Assessment class, in other words, he does not want a Mental Status Exam. We have to let the patient take us where he will and go from there. Of course, there is NO talk of format on the report either, so I don't know whether I handed in what he wants or not. Ah well. My Assessment/Interview was much easier, since that was highly segmented into what he wanted. I even enjoyed writing it, though it took me FOREVER.
Derek is working as an Associate Producer on an AFI film project, and he just had an interview as a Writer's Assistant. Of course, what show he had the interview for takes the fucking cake. Before I say it, I also want to point out that it's $600 a week in addition to his mileage. As he would be a PA running errands and shit like that, the mileage will most likely be a little crazy, though he is only running around the valley, so he shouldn't put all of the miles on that Chris had him doing before. So the show? You're gonna fucking die. MXC, Most Extreme Challenge on Spike TV. Now, I don't really LIKE the show for long periods of time, but I watch it occaisionally for a laugh. He hasn't officially gotten it yet, but knowing him, it's in the bag. We find out today, but I REALLY hope he gets this. It's not only good money, it's the closest thing to what he wants to do that he's found thus far.
The whole sitch with Bridges to Recovery is frustrating me a bit. I am very excited to start there, don't get me wrong, but Uri called me eleven hours before I was supposed to be there to tell me that they re-thought my position and whatever, and they decided that since they have such great programs there during the day, they want someone with more experience and a Masters to work there at night to run groups and shit. Well, I was pissed, since the hours and pay were ideal, so I called up Dr. Solar, the woman who gave me my second interview, and I expressed my regret at not getting to work alongside her, since she liked me so much and all. I think I did a good thing though, because Tuesday Uri called me back and wants me again, this time for two-three days instead of four, which is even better. I mean, working 10 hours there gets me only $20 less than I am making working 16 hours here, after all. Three days will still have me working one hour less than I work here, and LOTS more money. Plus when I get my Masters degree, (that comes automatically on the track I am on now,) I will be able to do much more in a private setting like the one there.
I am curious, is all this blathering remotely interesting? I know that it's rudimentry day-to-day stuff, but I am egotistical enough to think that it's interesting enough to hold people's attention.
On the more bizarre side, I was molested on my way to Best Buy at lunch yesterday. As I walked down the street, a drunken lesbian stumbled up to me and started preaching God shit to me and whatever, telling me, "God wants purity! You have to stop giving up your butt! You have to stop giving up your dick TO a butt! I'm not syin' to hate, cuz I lick pussy! But the lord wants us, and these hurricanes are a sign! You seen me in your dreams, cuz I can see into your dreams, and you seen me giving birth to a son." Blah blah blah. FREAK. I got away from her, which was hard because she was completely unmindful of personal space, and when I got back from lunch, she was HERE in the center, preaching to the masses. She got kicked out, of course.
Ah well. I should get something done...