Well I passed my first doctoral course with an A. I'm starting to think this doctoral thing is going to blow by like a breeze. The only thing that worries me is the Dissertation. But I haven't been beat yet so I guess I'll keep going.
It's amazing how people will give up something once they realize your going to fight. I can think of several times when I have been in near fights because someone was being a dick and then I confronted them. I clearly remember a time in Carrollton when I was at a show. There was a guy screaming in random peoples faces. I told him to stop and he did the stereotypical "want to go outside?" I told him "yes" walked towards him and told him "lets go". He blew me off and went and sat down with his buddies. He didn't say a word the rest of the night. I was fully prepared to ram his head into a wall of break his knees with a kick. I wasn't always a therapist. You would be amazed how many times I have been in that situation. I don't think many people are used to people who stand up for themselves anymore, and I think it's surprising to people when someone stands up and is ready to fight.
I've said this before but I don't think anyone believes me; Queen is the best band to listen to when working out. Now don't get me wring, I've had some strange looks on the treadmill when people walk by and hear your headphones. Regardless, there are some great workout songs.
I had a schizophrenic client today who saw the faces of people dripping off of them to reveal demons. The client described it in vivid detail. I wish just once I could experience a hallucination for the effect of seeing reality fall away.
I would love a barracuda. The car.
I've become addicted to Reece's cups lately. I Literally go through a king size pack every night. I find myself at the same gas station at 2 am in my jammies. I don't know why, I've never liked the things before.
I hate stitches. HATE HATE HATE stitches. It's a singular sensation. There is nothing quite like having thread ran though your body and then feel your body tugging itself back together as someone pulls the strings. I hate stitches and damn anesthetic as it doesn't work on me.
I had a friend call me today and as our conversation went on she told me I reminded her of a character in a show called Dexter. I asked her why and she said its because I always seem remote and as if I'm viewing my life and friends from a window instead of being an active participants. She said it always seems like I'm studying people instead of spending time with them. I have often thought the same thing but I was really surprised to hear someone else recognize it.
Pupkinhead, how far you've fallen. In the beginning you were a great horror movie with a fantastic creature and truly good special effects. Now you're a direct to DVD movie with special effects my nephew could make and a plot no one gives a shit about. Oh pumpkinhead.
I briefly thought about spending a day going to fast food restaurants and jumping in front of people and getting the food they had ordered because I had always been curious what other people eat and because I always hoped that I would get something I hadn't tried. I killed that idea though when I remembered many people like mayonnaise.
I was walking by the tattoo show a couple days ago when I got the strangest urge to get a tattoo of my dog chuck, by Chihuahua chuck. I had it mapped out in my head. I even made a little drawing. It would have been shuck looking back over his shoulder at me like he does when he wants me to pick him up. I almost did it then I thought, man that would look strange the next time someone saw me with my shirt off. They would ask, "what's that Chihuahua on you shoulder for?" I also thought if all the times he has taken a shit someone I didn't want him to and I became angry. I could never get away from him with him on my shoulder.
I used to run into a situation where I would start a therapy session and people would be perturbed by how young I looked. They either didn't believe I had been in school or had as much work experience as I have, both by clients and other professionals. They would always ask me these nonsense questions that I could spend all day answering. Like "What's the difference between Bipolar I and II?" What I have realized is that if you act like you belong somewhere people don't question you. I'm in a lot of different high security location such as psych wards, prisons, hospital, and jails due to my profession. If you walk in and act like you own the place, people don't question you, even when they should.
I keep having this dream that I'm walking through the dessert and I'm running into people I have know in the past; old friends, ex-girlfriends, various people.
I had a free afternoon today so I spent it flying a kite. I love my kite. It's a huge dragon kite with wings. I keep thinking it is going to drop down and eat people. The only thing is it has two huge clear loops between each tail and wing. If you look at it, it looks like two gigantic drooping tits flailing out over the park.
I had a client several yeas back that was an acupuncturist. She kept asking to come to her business to receive acupuncture. I never did because it would have been unethical. I would love to try it now though somewhere local.
It's amazing how people will give up something once they realize your going to fight. I can think of several times when I have been in near fights because someone was being a dick and then I confronted them. I clearly remember a time in Carrollton when I was at a show. There was a guy screaming in random peoples faces. I told him to stop and he did the stereotypical "want to go outside?" I told him "yes" walked towards him and told him "lets go". He blew me off and went and sat down with his buddies. He didn't say a word the rest of the night. I was fully prepared to ram his head into a wall of break his knees with a kick. I wasn't always a therapist. You would be amazed how many times I have been in that situation. I don't think many people are used to people who stand up for themselves anymore, and I think it's surprising to people when someone stands up and is ready to fight.
I've said this before but I don't think anyone believes me; Queen is the best band to listen to when working out. Now don't get me wring, I've had some strange looks on the treadmill when people walk by and hear your headphones. Regardless, there are some great workout songs.
I had a schizophrenic client today who saw the faces of people dripping off of them to reveal demons. The client described it in vivid detail. I wish just once I could experience a hallucination for the effect of seeing reality fall away.
I would love a barracuda. The car.
I've become addicted to Reece's cups lately. I Literally go through a king size pack every night. I find myself at the same gas station at 2 am in my jammies. I don't know why, I've never liked the things before.
I hate stitches. HATE HATE HATE stitches. It's a singular sensation. There is nothing quite like having thread ran though your body and then feel your body tugging itself back together as someone pulls the strings. I hate stitches and damn anesthetic as it doesn't work on me.
I had a friend call me today and as our conversation went on she told me I reminded her of a character in a show called Dexter. I asked her why and she said its because I always seem remote and as if I'm viewing my life and friends from a window instead of being an active participants. She said it always seems like I'm studying people instead of spending time with them. I have often thought the same thing but I was really surprised to hear someone else recognize it.
Pupkinhead, how far you've fallen. In the beginning you were a great horror movie with a fantastic creature and truly good special effects. Now you're a direct to DVD movie with special effects my nephew could make and a plot no one gives a shit about. Oh pumpkinhead.
I briefly thought about spending a day going to fast food restaurants and jumping in front of people and getting the food they had ordered because I had always been curious what other people eat and because I always hoped that I would get something I hadn't tried. I killed that idea though when I remembered many people like mayonnaise.
I was walking by the tattoo show a couple days ago when I got the strangest urge to get a tattoo of my dog chuck, by Chihuahua chuck. I had it mapped out in my head. I even made a little drawing. It would have been shuck looking back over his shoulder at me like he does when he wants me to pick him up. I almost did it then I thought, man that would look strange the next time someone saw me with my shirt off. They would ask, "what's that Chihuahua on you shoulder for?" I also thought if all the times he has taken a shit someone I didn't want him to and I became angry. I could never get away from him with him on my shoulder.
I used to run into a situation where I would start a therapy session and people would be perturbed by how young I looked. They either didn't believe I had been in school or had as much work experience as I have, both by clients and other professionals. They would always ask me these nonsense questions that I could spend all day answering. Like "What's the difference between Bipolar I and II?" What I have realized is that if you act like you belong somewhere people don't question you. I'm in a lot of different high security location such as psych wards, prisons, hospital, and jails due to my profession. If you walk in and act like you own the place, people don't question you, even when they should.
I keep having this dream that I'm walking through the dessert and I'm running into people I have know in the past; old friends, ex-girlfriends, various people.
I had a free afternoon today so I spent it flying a kite. I love my kite. It's a huge dragon kite with wings. I keep thinking it is going to drop down and eat people. The only thing is it has two huge clear loops between each tail and wing. If you look at it, it looks like two gigantic drooping tits flailing out over the park.
I had a client several yeas back that was an acupuncturist. She kept asking to come to her business to receive acupuncture. I never did because it would have been unethical. I would love to try it now though somewhere local.