Thursday, January 6, 2011

gouging the market

After yesterday's comment from my girlfriend -- I think I'm bummed out today.  I spent my entire day completing the 6 month assessment for a client: interviewing him, calling his board & care, writing up treatment plans and goals, and notifying nursing about developments in his condition.  You see, he's schizophrenic.  And I'm just amazed that people would be kinder to him because "he can't control it" and then can turn around in the same breath and say, "but you can."

It can be lonely, mostly I just try to pass, in the sociological sense.  Can't imagine it would be difficult for others to see why, we now gather in our little meetups or have our own blogs (yeah, that would be my 5th).

It's on my mind because of yesterday, and then today one of the treatment centers in LA County sent out it's bi/tri/quad-annual e-newsletter, only to rub in the fact that their individual therapy sessions are egregiously expensive, which they can charge because they are the specialists in the ares; leaving the rest of us out in the cold.  This sector of my profession also disgusts me -- charging a lot not because of their experience or knowledge, but because they know there's no one else.  So, you're either going to go around with the label of "freak" or you'll bend over backwards to pay their $140/session fee.

Thanks, but chewing through a pack of gum per day when it gets really bad is still cheaper than your so-called sliding scale.

Always knew there was a reason for the cross-town rivalry, and, you, you just add to it.

Wednesday, January 5, 2011


Professor, you have nerve.  I'll give you that and not another inch more.  You said on the last day of class that you would post your grades ASAP, and now we're five days into the new year and all other grades have been posted, and yours are not.

When I asked how that could be, you told me that I was being inappropriate.

Let's look at this: you said that you would post ASAP, even Prof R is up before you, and I call you out on it?  I'm inappropriate?!?  Did I promise what could not be delivered?

That's what I thought.

But ignore me; scold me in an email if you must.  I'm just a snarky student who must be reminded of her place so that you can feel that you are the epitome of knowledge.  Perhaps if you were at UCLA or USC, Stanford, etc.  You're at a community college.  I didn't read your book all semester long and I got an A.  You're not so tough.  I think you know it.

Don't Look Now But Your Ignorance Is Showing

Girlfriend can call me a freak all she wants, but I won't play tit-for-tat.  It's petty, and I'm tired of that crap.  When you've had a disorder for more than 15 years that psychology still doesn't fully understand, doesn't study, and then has the nerve to demand clients educate their therapists about it, well, maybe you just sort of let it go; let it roll off your back.  Heck, I'm fully functional, and you wouldn't know it unless I told you.  And you still don't know it, do you?

Monday, January 3, 2011

Needing Inspiration

My girlfriend's husband had the first draft of her novel professionally printed and bound, as a gift for Christmas.  It's a rocking 363 pages and I read the first 8 chapters this evening between 4:30 and 10:30pm.  Not exactly speed reading, but the chapters are dense.

It's time I actually finish one of my three works-in-progress (WIP).  I've got NaNo09, AugNo09, and NaNo10 to work on.  NaNo09, I kid you not, is hidden under the mattress, since my mother found it last summer and "read" one scene and has since made wild accusations (like usual).  I'm not bothering to correct her.  AugNo09 is back story for one of my characters in NaNo09, since he was too flat.  NaNo10 is actually a re-drafting of a novel I started before NaNo09.

This is the banner for NaNo 2009:

The Banner for NaNo 2010:

I am playing around with different ideas: (a) shifting temporarily the focus of this blog, (b) shutting down the wordpress and (c) using my professional email to start a writing blogspot, or (d) putting my work on Xanga and thereby shifting the entire focus of that blog.

I like the Wordpress since it gets different traffic, but it doesn't have the instant built-in community setting of Xanga, nor am I able to protect my writing from copycats.  I could shut down the Wordpress and open a defunct blog on my other email just for writing purposes and have it readable by invite-only which is only slightly less controlled than Xanga.  I could, lastly shift the focus of my current Xanga blog to writing.

I'm babbling.