had our first supervision for this year's clinical practicum. i've heard from friends in other therapy practica that they got thrown in the deep end with patients (borderline pd!) from session 1; the CBT prac is apparently gentler and kinder, and staffed by people who make delicious homemade salsa out of molasses and peaches and poblanos grown in their own backyard. we don't get clients till next month, and only a few at a time so we get to spend less time making phone calls and writing reports and more time making sure we're actually being, well, therapeutic.
otherwise, the semester has been slow in picking up speed -- not having to teach and take 3 classes has made a huge difference in my weekly schedule, and i'm still adjusting to the fact that i have much more time now to do work i should be doing rather than work i have to be doing. discipline is the watchword. must knuckle down and start work on quals.
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