Where has the time gone and where is it going now? The term is almost up. I've been so busy, it's crazy. My counseling position is the best job I've ever had, hands down. The staff is really caring and cool. The people I'm helping are lovable characters who have taught me so much in such a short period. It's the most rewarding experience, also an intense one while going to school. It takes a lot of emotional energy to deal with people's stuff and even though I'm built for it, lately I've felt burned out. I have 2 papers due and a final tommorow with zero energy to deal with any of it at the moment because I had a class this weekend.

The class was a SAR (Sexual Attitude Reassessment) and it was fantastic. We had a panel of transgendered people come in and talk about their life experiences yesterday which was the best part to me. It's not that I didn't get it before but hearing it from the horse's mouth really added a new dimension of understanding. This morning we started off by covering "zoophila/bestiality"; we watched a long, quite old and actually illegal footage of this Scandinavian farm girl getting it on (orally too) with her collie first, followed by a huge and dirty boar (this is where I almost barfed in my purse) and finally a horse - uh, wow. What a way to start the day. Pretty intense. In the afternoon, we had a panel of people from the BDSM world come in and talk about that community and show us some interesting toys.

The last segment was on HIV/AIDS. My professor, Dr. Patti Britton is someone I admire so much - she's very accomplished - so knowledgeable and cool, so warm, caring and bubbly. I had another class with her last spring. She started this section by playing a few clips of Bill Maher joking on the politics of sex education which was very funny. Following, she reads us these journal entries written by a woman dealing with her daughter dying of AIDS and how she couldn't get her into hospitals because of protocol that the patient must speak for themselves as to what's ailing them. At this point the girl had AIDS-related dementia and wasn't capable of that much less taking in any fluids thus she was completely dehydrated. It was was just horrendous to listen to. At the end she told us that it was her daughter. It felt like such a blow - my heart literally broke. But her calling arose from this pain and she's doing the world so much good.