Showing posts from October, 2009


Goals for tomorrow:Sleep until my eyes pop openConvince my eyes to close for another hour or twoWaste a couple hours IM'ing friends while sitting in bed watching Regis & Kelly and drinking coffeeMaybe, possibly go for a walk. Or not.Nap.Maybe finish Wizard and Glass, as I've only been reading it for a month and a half now.Resign myself to the fact that I do have to go to work at 5pm, and as it is 4:45 I should probably leave.
I know that's a lot to fit in. I'm pretty confident that I'll be able to make it happen. I'm a good organizer like that.

Observation: Depth

Your depth is your historyYour past It forms you, shapes you Makes you who you are In this moment There are some who have made peace with their depth Others who cannot Get out of its shadow Still others refuse to admit it is still back there Shaping them still I think I am the latter I do not think of/dwell in the past But still I drag it along behind me Like a dirty, ragged security blanket Maybe it is time I turned around

Reality Check

Actual conversation yesterday at work.
Me, answering phone: Good afternoon, this is _____ salon. This is me, can I help you?
Her: Hi, I've been a regular customer for years and I need to know if one of the stylists can see my daughter today.
Me: Okay, is she looking for a hair cut or something else?
Her: Actually, we need their help diagnosing something. There's something wrong with my daughter's scalp and I'm not sure what it is. I don't think it's lice, but I'm not sure. Can someone over there take a look at it and maybe treat it?
Me: (stunned that she wants to bring a kid with lice into a hair salon) Um, ma'am, if you're daughter has lice than you can't bring her here, I'm sorry.
Her (getting increasingly distraught): But I'm not sure that's what it is! I mean, we're clean! She goes to a good private school!
Me: Well, ma'am, you can actually get lice pretty much anywhere...
Her (not liking that comment at ALL): I've been goin…

I Need a Blackberry.

I have discovered that since embarking on my return to school/change of career that, in order to fit in everything that needs to be done in a day, I am a scheduling fiend.
I always used to kind of laugh at the nursing students back at college who would schedule their days out to the minute in order to do what needed to get done. Laughing no more. I find that if I don't do it, not everything gets done.
Like today for example. I gave myself "permission" to sleep in this morning. Mainly because I've been fighting a weird coldy thing this week and I've been feeling run down. So, I woke up at like 8:45 or so. I had until 10:00am to have breakfast, fart around on the interweb and maybe clean my room so it looks like less of a sty.
10-12: Studying my anatomy for a quiz on Tuesday, making up study guide, etc etc
12-1: Lunch
1-2:30: reading for anatomy and writing up chapter summary
2:30-3:30: start choreography for dance performance on 11/14.
3:30-4:00: shower (yes, I have to s…

Bam! Pow!

Today in massage therapy class, we were working on the backs of each other's legs. We were trying out an "invigorating" flow, which includes faster movements, compressions and tapotements. Those are what they sound like: a tapping on the body. There are various methods to choose from, including the "hacking" method, slapping, and other methods of "stimulating" the body.

Massage Hacking Technique - The best bloopers are a click away

The key to doing any of this stuff is with a soft hand. If you do it with a stiff, hard hand you're beating them up. It feels really good to have done, and if done correctly it really can stimulate and release the muscles. And a light touch with these moves doesn't work. You don't want to go to hard, but light isn't going to make a difference.
Anyway, I was at that part of the flow and one of the teachers comes over and says "you know, you can do that with a little more pressure." In other words, real…

Ear Worm

Get this one out of your head:
Do your ears hang low? Do they wobble to and fro? Can you tie 'em in a knot, Can you tie 'em in a bow? Can you throw them Over your shoulder Like a continental soldier? Do your ears hang low?
You're welcome.


I thought I had to work after class today. Turns out I didn't. Fine by me. Of course, that means a smaller paycheck which isn't the best thing, but jeezum crow I'm tired. Physically and emotionally.
Today at class we did this thing where we all picked one or more cards from various decks (one was a "power" deck, one was from the four agreements, and there were a couple others I'm forgetting). Then we all went around the circle and shared what the cards said to us.
The card I picked was "Nurture" and I interpreted as a very positive, supportive card. I was actually thrilled to pick it and felt very good about it. However, a lot of the other students in the circle had very powerful reactions to the messages in their respective cards. The further around the circle we got, the weepier everyone became.
Needless to say, everyone was moved in one way or another by the time we were done. But everyone needed space. It was the first time I can remember where eve…

Good Day.

Today we worked in groups of three, and one in my group was the person I had so much difficulty working with a couple weeks ago.
I am pleased to say that it went much better today.
I am still trying to figure out what it is that is being triggered in me that makes me so nervous and self-conscious around her. She is a good person with a lot of knowledge, so I am working on that.
I am just glad that today went well and it didn't spiral.

Poetry Corner

I rarely share any of the poetry I write. Mainly because it's insanely personal. Usually my poems are an "immediate release of emotions" kind of thing. They usually come out in five minutes tops and address what is going on for me at that moment. They could be totally irrelevant twenty minutes later.
I also tend to not share them because I think they are kinda crappy. But anyway. It's insanely early on a Sunday morning and I felt the urge to post a couple I'm thinking are a little less crappy. This was all stuff written a while ago. Not sure how long; I don't date them.
(untitled) I am stone carved, cold stone Inpenetrable Gleaming still, stone Don't touch me lest I shatter and pierce your heart It will bleed cold, glistening rubies bleed out bleed out Now our veins are both bare

Get Thee Gone
Shut the doors against the memories Bar the windows Nail them shut It seems I can't move on While you linger in the shadows So I light the lights To drive you out You chose to leave Bu…

Procrastination and Highlighters

I am procrastinating. I am trying to do some of my reading for next week. My pink highlighter just gave out. So of course, I have to blog about it. You understand, right? These aren't your run-of-the-mill highlighters, no sir. These are pen-shaped little lovelies: I've been using pink for highlighting homework, but pink just died. I have no more pink. I have yellow and blue and green, but no pink. I will need to go to Staples and get some more. Or maybe just buy stock in them since I seem to go through them so quickly.
I really want the pink ones.

My Inner Geek Loves This.