Paperwork

Yesterday was interesting at work.  I was very busy.  The moment that sticks out is that in one of the suspected abuse situations that arose, I was the one figuring out all the different contingencies.  Everyone was able to think of the main three, and I thought of the fourth one.  The program director just looked at me when I mentioned it - like it had suddenly gotten too complicated for her.

 

I feel that it should have been among the first contingencies to be thought - *shrugs*

 

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As for writing I spent yesterday writing one sentence, and spent Wednesday re-writing half of a whole scene.  Someone thought it was odd the way I phrase that.  I'm trying to imbue the scenario with more tension and ... erm, not disgust but something like that.

 

I'm still interested in gaining some new writing prompts, so don't hold out on me!

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Faith lives on things that are most dark, just as hope lives best on the elements of despair.  -- Blessed Nivard, OSB Cist.

Photos for January 15 2011

 Navy blue flowers

 either Paper white Narcissus or Daffodil

 Japanese Apricot in bloom

 Pass the While

 Star Magnolia

More Photos from January 1st

 Pt Vincente Lighthouse

 CA poppy

 Looking a bit Northerly

 Me, the path, and yeah

 Itty Bitty

 Firecracker flower

It's not a B&W; just really fuzzy.

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.

Snarky

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.