horoscopes are kinda like fortune cookie fortunes ( without the cookie but sometimes just as sweet!)...

You may be convinced that you are ready to act with a sense of fair play but there's a part of you that isn't ready to let go of the chance to really set something right. The difficulty is that you may hurt someone's feelings in the process and this is problematic for you. Don't be willing to take the nice way out. You might stir up a bit of emotional rock and roll, but it's essential to be true to yourself.

Long days...

It was kind of an insanely long day today at work... I left for work at a quarter after six so I could get to work for my early morning D&A group, and didn't pull off campus until about 7:30. It was long(12&1/2 hours to be exact), but it was good overall. I have been feeling a bit overwhelmed with trying to get and stay ahead... and sometimes it feels like a losing battle! But every once and a while you get those "little successes" that seem to make all the madness make sense again. Last week I was beginning to feel a bit frazzled... maybe it had something to do with the headache that seemed to become my constant companion towards the end of the day that lasted long into the evening?! There was an absence of that seemingly unavoidable companion today which felt like a huge sucess...hopefully it won't return!

non denominational...wha?!

At work we had an unveiling of a Del Parsons painting he did for the girls spiritual living center. Because Del himself could not make it he asked some friends of his to speak instead. These individuals that were asked to speak just so happen to hold high callings in a particular church youth leadership. I sat next to a co-worker, and a few times almost completely lost it because you could tell the speaker was thinking as he went on how to phrase things in such a way in order to remain non-denominational. It was obvious what the individual would have said if the audience were different, and at times I think he forgot that it was! The crowning event of the speech was a video clip the man showed that was produced by this particular church which featured the presidents and leadership addressing the youth of their church. I almost completely burst into laughter when it began talking about the importance of certain ordinances which were essential for eternal families, not because of the content ,but because of the audience! I just sat there and thought of the damage control that I would have to provide because I had families in the audience that DEFINATELY were not a part of this particuar religious faith, and would not be overly excited that a good portion of the video addressed them as such. I was thankful that I was sitting in the back out of sight from most of my clients ,because I was having a really hard time keeping my composure...and my co-worker was not exactly helping! When he pulled out pamphlets which addressed youth of this particular religion concerning standards which they should live by and offered them to the audience I almost had to step out because my co-worker and I were trying so hard to fight off the laughter... (I just knew that if I did burst out into audible laughter that I would have turned heads!) I hadn't had a chance to talk much to the co-worker that was sitting next to me before, (except when I talked to him about one of my clients writing him that he "rocked her freaking uniform")and I had a good time chatting with him... but we were kinda a bad combination for keeping reverent during the devotional!

"We don't need anything or anyone"...

I wrote this post a week ago, but had issues getting a free internet signal with my laptop to post it. It seems like ages since I wrote this, but here it is anyways...
The other day when I was trying to take care of a few last things before I left for the day and one of my clients said "Don't you have any problems" I looked at her and smiled in confusion and said huh? Then she said "you always seem to have everything put together" I looked at her and half smiled (wondering what was prompting this seemingly random observation...was she trying to suck up to me, or was this just her random observation?) She then said "I think that one day we should switch and you should tell me all your problems and I will listen", I half laughed and said "oh you think so do you?" Although that would never happen, I thought it was sweet that she made the offer. That conversation got me thinking... first that that was a good thing because it is part of my job to appear to have things put together (so it is safe for others to fall apart), and two maybe I should have taken up acting...cause at times I am pretty darn good at it! I think at the end of the day sometimes I forget that I can stop acting...

"Grounds don't talk"

The interesting thing about the shuffle function on my ipod is that it brings with it random memories and thoughts... And as I was working away at my desk listening to music this song came on, and took me momentarily to another time and place altogether...
"In Other Words"
Another night slips awayIn other words i should sayThere are no words he should sayThere are no wordsIn his eyes i see the fearThat only time could disappearIf only time could re-appearNow's the timeSomethin' to take it away to take it away to take itDon't let it stay don't let it stay don't let itThe butterflies are passive aggressive and put their problems on the shelf but they're beautifulHe'll realize the only thing thats real are the kids that kill themselves and the demise of the beautifulWhat is beautiful?The multi-life is better thanThe one we're in the one we knewCause everyone is seein' through everyoneThey're steppin' onHis gold terrainHe's movin' on with bold refrainHis blatantly old campaignIs movin' onSomethin' to take it away to take it away to take itDon't let it stay don't let it stay don't let itThe butterflies are passive aggressive and put their problems on the shelf but they're beautifulHe'll realize the only thing thats real are the kids that kill themselves and the demise of the beautifulWhat is beautiful?What can't stay goes awayIt starts stopping when it stops stopping

Some things are just plain tragic...

Each parent that places their child fills out an intake packet that covers both behavioral and relational assesments on their family. One of the questions read: Please describe the history of the parent's marriage(s) and marriage relationship(s) to which one of the parents wrote: "We have a commited and caring relationship, but generally have not had a very happy marriage due to numberous incompatabilities!" That is just so sad... but mostly because not only are they hurting themselves by trying to fake it, they are not doing their children any favors either!

Good ol' Kilby

When I talked to my Dad today and said that I was going to a show tonight by myself, I told him that someone standing next to me wasn't going to change the quality of the show in front of me... that held true. It was an interesting night. The night started out with the self proclaimed grizzly man, but he was also a highlight throughout the evening with his amazing robot like gyro dance moves! Next on was taughtme, which I thouroghly enjoyed. Then it was snow cuts glass/please use ink and they put on a good show. During their set in walked a girl I thought looked familiar, and by the person she walked in with her identity confirmed. It had crossed my mind that I may run into old familiars, but after almost half the night was over, the thought had almost completely faded...then there they were right behind me. I was distracted momentarily with a flood of thoughts that acutely brought to my attention how cold the room was, and then I was able to relax and enjoy the music again. Running into them wasn't as awkward as I had thought it would be, but I felt like my reactions and actions were premeditated in order to maintain a previous as you wish. Last on was the curtains, and they were interesting (but good). It was an overall interesting night at kilby with the grizzly man's amazing dance moves, running into an old familiar, the spastic dance moves of a kid a few yards away,and a fresh coat of paint to cover up once scrawled nostalgia.