Bonus round: my brother and fraternity president addressing the audience while one of the heavyweights of the English department looks on from the side, said audience, and the poem I read.

Time to dig out the chilly weather garb.

Oh, and say hello to my baby chick, too!

9/23/2014 (11:41pm) 3 notes

Things to look forward to this semester

I won’t have bronchitis and I’ll be able to enjoy more than a few sips of a cold beverage and have liquor on weekends again

I will be doing a Q&A with some freshmen and my fellow upperclassmen and grad students about college (I don’t get it, to be honest, but if they need help, who am I to say no?)

My fraternity’s doing a poetry reading soon and I get to read some Baudelaire

We are starting a radio show and two academic mentorship programs

I will also be joining my brothers in talking to an SAT prep class full of kids worried about college

We will have fall weather all day soon and I will be able to wear sweaters and down vests and wool blazers and not look or feel like a dingbat

I am buying a wool robe in October and I will be starting a free 9-week online class on dementia

I will be starting a few secret projects that will help me become a better therapist and a better person in the long run

I will be officially welcoming my new brothers at their induction ceremony in November

I get to learn all the muscles, their origins, their insertions, and the joints in the body (I already know almost all the bones and some of the fossa and processes!)

Thanksgiving!

I will know more about occupational therapy than I did at the beginning of the semester

My friend might get me an internship at Presbyterian hospital over the winter and I might just be busy three days a week working in ot rehab or psychiatrics

#life#my life#occupational therapy

9/18/2014 (8:48pm) 1 note

So I have bronchitis and a long weekend is coming next week. This means I’ll probably be mostly inactive through some point next week as I cough and fight these really awful sneezy feelings and try to keep up with my work


Ugh :(

#life

9/12/2014 (10:52pm) 2 notes

Interesting but totally unsurprising side note, I had a few exchanges like this today:
“I like your outfit! Especially that… What is it, exactly?”
“Oh, this? It’s a dress”
Pause for about thirty seconds, and then
“…why are you wearing a dress?”
The instant change in tone and demeanor could’ve given me whiplash if I weren’t already kind of expecting some people to react that way.

Oh, and I actually ended up going home and falling asleep, so I was kind of too out of it to take any pictures. I wore pants underneath, don’t worry.
Next time, I promise!

#life

9/9/2014 (11:41pm) 1 note

Special mention to my classmate for complaining of being cold, accepting the offer of my noragi, and proceeding to look amazing with it over her denim dress, probably even better than me

if I had thought things through, I probably would’ve taken a picture or two, but I felt obligated to be a good student and not a creep

#life

9/9/2014 (12:32pm) 14 notes

Guys

62daysafter:

I am treating my own patients and billing for them and coming up with plans and doing things that I thought were over my head but they’re not!

Goals.

#life#occupational therapy

You bet your ass I discussed the SHIT out of my current and future occupations and put them right the hell on my fridge.

8/30/2014 (4:13am) 1 note

late-night drunken reflections

Alan Watts’ take on selfhood has always been incredibly fascinating to me, and furthermore, his attitudes towards work and play have always mirrored architect Bucky Fuller’s beliefs in technology, human potential, and the future of labor separated from exploitative assholes.

It didn’t occur to me until tonight that these things are all basically playing into the fundamentals of occupational therapy: health through life satisfaction and a recognition of selfhood as including the objects surrounding the individual (including people and the environment), the nature of work, play, and leisure, and the ideal outcomes of occupation are all things that are visible within these great authors’ texts.  I’m hoping to read Henri Lefebvre’s works next; it only kinda freaks me out that basically everything I’ve been reading for leisure in the past three years or so has been about something related to OT without me realizing it

I think I might be okay, I’m learning a lot of things at once right now and don’t have much time to really think about style or fashion, so my outfits might not be as cooll, but this blog was always about me doing whatever anyway, so

let’s fucking DO THIS

#life#occupational therapy#philosophy#what#it's 4am

Today’s reading.

Could be worse for my first week, tbh

Dinner tonight (not exactly instagram worthy, I know): penne in homemade cream sauce with broccoli, sun dried tomatoes, and carrots, and lemon and garlic herb chicken. It took a dutch oven and a skillet, but it was still pretty minimal effort on my part.

Today was my last day volunteering at the hospital, and the occupational therapists went out of their way to give me and the highschool girl I’d been volunteering with their thanks, both verbally and with this cake made of freaking cupcakes.

I think the experience itself was satisfying enough, but this was the icing on the cake for me.

That was one of my worst puns ever, I think.

A summary of my night: a dog with spine issues and carpal trouble that is so fucking done right now