Rambling all over the place.

I have been working on setting up this preceptor thing for the past month via a flurry of e-mail correspondence and it sortof falls through yesterday. I won't agonize you with the trifling details but now I am back to square one with way less time than I started with. I really need to find someone this week if I want to begin clinicals on time.  Classes actually start this Saturday (a weird start date I know but I suppose it is because they always have a few issues when they upload the classes.) It is stressful but I am going to work hard this semester to not let these annoyances and never-ending assignments and deadlines get to me. Last semester I was really stressed...more than I can ever remember. My face was a zitty mess and my waistline was very responsive to the never ending supply of cortisol that was surging through my system! (You know I have a bazillion excuses to use).  I had been so unbelievably stressed that I spend half the summer in denial that I actually had to go back and do it all again.

Already, I can feel the anxiety flowing! No matter!! It will all come together. One of my textbooks has arrived and I will start on it today.

Troughout my life, I have had recurring dreams of tornados. The location varies as does the people in my dream but I can always see the tornado coming. I usually wake up just before it hits. Last night, I had a dream where I am sitting in a room with a group of people, though this morning I can't remember who was in the room with me. All of the sudden the room is up ended and the dream me knows it is a tornado and this is the end. The dream me is praying and then, weirdly, the dream flashes to what looks like a silvery red embossed scene with this scary looking man in it. I couldn't make out any real details and, due to the fright of being suddenly tossed around and knowing that I was going to die, I wake up and only catch a quick glimpse of that other scene. So, why am I droning on and on about a dream on here?  Because, due to my scattered history of premonitory dreams, any dream that unnerves me enough wake me and keep me awake for a bit causes some lingering apprehension and I just  felt like talking about it. Weird.

I couldn't wait for DVD to watch the second season of Chuck so I watched it on the NBC site. I love this show! I am curious as how they are going to handle the changes that must occur with Chuck's download of the new intersect. It should make for some interesting and hilarious situations. My first thought was that it would interfere with Chuck's bumbling but getting it right anyway tendencies that have been a continous source of amusement. But then I considered that that particular schtick only has a limited lifespan so it was right to alter the dynamic in some way. Of course, I enjoy all the will they/won't they angst with Chuck and Sarah but feel that might have a limited lifespan as well.  I am curious to see what happens in their relationship next season. I love all the Buy More antics, of course.

Some of the season one lines that filled me with glee...

"Please tell me that's not real. The gun, not the clipboard"

"Do you know what happens after Thanksgiving?"
"The tryptophan wears off and the liquor kicks in?"

As a Dune fan, of course.

"First of all, it's a sandworm, okay. Shai-halud to be specific.
Second of all, Dune fans have been going nuts over our costume since the eighth grade."

I have also started watching Bones. I wasn't sure about this one since I have never been into watching those police/lawyer dramas/murder mystery of the week type shows but this one has a different angle and I am loving it, too.