retirement

today was my last day working! hooray for me. i'll miss my coworkers but enjoy the time off. i'm exhausted so this is short, good night ya'll

someday i'll be a doctor

feel as though I've been running constantly the past month. school began and all that goes along with a graduate program... clinical sites, dissertations, random supervision and assessment. it seems at times that i'm going into a year long hibernation. however a hibernation where i'm engulfed with work rather than sleeping the next 8 months away. soon i'll be wrapping up my actual employment and becoming once again a fully devoted student. it will definitely be nice to have my weekends back to catch up from the week and hang out. the 10-12 hour days are wearing me down and i'm ready to easy up the schedule, even just cutting out the 20hr work week.
i'm expecting the semester to be busy, challenging and really good for me. the last couple weeks i've been working on a suicide assessment training for the Multnomah county corrections health department. been interesting to take a step out of the "student" role and into a professional setting and be able to contribute. the year will be a series of great stories and experiences, i have no doubt.

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Saw this from my roommate...check it out. What a funny kid!

blogging hiatus

So in an oddly survivor-isk fashion I spent the last month without my internet access. During which I realized how intensely dependent my life has become on this lovely invention of the www. Now I realize to some this seems entirely spoiled and hey maybe it is. However, I tend to think it demonstrates the change of generations. When looking for a cab company, or bus schedule, or phone number we immediately turn to our computers and mindfully forget that there's a phone book sitting on the top shelf of the closet gathering dust. So needless to say I'm back to my internet and coming back from my blogging hiatus.
With the beginning of school and settling into a new place I'm gearing up for the next academic year which I hear is a tough one and sends many a students into therapy themselves. Bring it on...