TGIF

nothing like a cool refreshing hazelnut creamy Guinness (tonight anyway). i just discovered that this refreshing beverage is only 120 calories. in other news i am wiped from my work schedule and class schedule. TGIF. thinking i am going to be a psychodynamic therapist when i grow up.

semester craziness

this semester is going to be nuts. have i mentioned that. very excited for my class but this upper level psych class is a lot more independent with the professor expecting us to know when things are do...like reading the syllabus all by ourselves. hehe. i know it sounds crazy but it's been awhile since I've been in college. why am i aways that silly freshman girl too. first day of classes this term, didn't know where my class was. went to the library to look up the location and the librarian had to help me. I said do you know what CC stands for? (since it wasn't defined on the website). she said CC stands for Campus Center and that's where we are now dear. great.

ever since i got sick i've lost the quick sacrastic flow to my blog...
ok time to hit the books...

mundane

used all my sick time this week, well almost. lost my voice, got the flu and pink eye just to make it more interesting. i hate being sick. this blog entry is not interesting. sorry. maybe next time. time to do some reading for abnormal psych and then take a nap.

hot thoughts

i've been sick with a fever for the last day and a half...101.8 ain't too bad is it? do youo ever wonder how hot it can get before your brain fries? i do.

was trying to look for hotels with parking in boston, why is that an oxymoron? shouldn't parking be provided. this rots. i'm sick of searching for this crap.

bye.

3miles and thai

ran 3 miles this morning, then went out for thai. i am hoping thai isn't too fatty. if so, please don't tell me. saw my little em today. quiet cold house that i will be cleaning shortly. so much to do. class started wed. i think it will be really interesting! abnormal psych. waiting for the book to arrive from the library...please hurry bangor. the rest of my weekend will be devoted to organizing and cleaning i imagine. oh well, better now then never. working out makes me hungry.

two words; ski. bum.

ski bum. my life aspiration at one point, lost and refound. i vow to ski weekly or at least twice a month this season. i want to move closer to the mountain so i can ski, get in shape and maybe instruct again. i'm sick of this real job sh#! i want to live at the mountain like i used to and get paid for it. insights? ski instructor in the winter, art therapist in the summer hahha?

why is it that my days off fly by and it seems like i am at work forEVER? ugh. i wish i could change that. any suggestions?