W is president, kittens are dead

As best summarized by my friend Sam.... Everytime someone votes for George W., a kitten is killed. Well, nearly 60 million kittens are dead. I hope all of the greedy republicans look up from their tax breaks long enough to know that kittens are dead and America is divided. I am not a huge fan of felines... but kittens, come on. Bastards.

I will have to say that the results of this years election have left me and many close to on the brink of leaving the country. I will be moving to Portugal to reside in peace, until Ammerica gets it shit together. am I doing my part to help this country? Why yes I am.

I haven't blogged in a while because I sort of got tired about talking about the same things.... I struggle with making this blog entertaining and speaking the unfiltered truth about my innermost thoughts... which would reflect a more in depth journal.... I have struggled with this since the beginning of blog.

Socially my life is consistent, I have been having a great time as of late rekindling old friendships and starting many new. There needs to be a balance because I find it hard to have my friends from the old days lingering in the wings... I suppose I am selfish and want them near all the time, but I feel guilty when I share great times with new people. I need to call Allison. I feel really shitty about not talking to her. she is one of the greatest friends I could ever ever have in my life and I have just not called her in quite some time. She hasn't called either, but I should call.

I am thinking of going to see a therapist. for those of you that know me will also know that this is insane (no pun intended) as I am often the role of therapist to many of my friends. But truth be told, I don't feel like I have a hold on parts of my life and I need to set these bags down. I am not one to unload on friends, because I do not enjoy the super empathetis aspects of friendship. I don't want people to feel sorry for my life- it is great. I just need someone to help me to sort through some of this shit so I can get a better idea of what is really mine and what I can let go.
(that was tough for me to write publically)

I won an award at the Annual banquet for work. It is the Charlie Funk Integrity award. First ever and most prestigious of all awards. I was proud of myself. Recognition goes a great distance.... so does pay- bt I work for a non-profit so the pay part doesn't really apply.

I am really wanting to go back to school. I have some conflicting ideas of what I want to do. On one hand I would like to continue to work with Easter Seals and gain a knowledge of marketing and advertising with hope of working for the National office to gain an opportunity to be a visual advocate for people with disabilities- I would run the place if I could.
On the other hand I am wanting to study nueroscience so that I can assist in curing Autism. this really makes sense to me and I would love to pursue it. I don't really know where to start.
Regardless of the road I choose, I know that working in this field is something that I was meant to do. and I love it. even on the bad days.

Some friends and I went to a Halloween party last weekend and it was quite entertaining. Cody and I went as Mary Kate and Ashley Olsen. He was Mary Kate and I did his make-up so he looked way too thin. It was quite hilarious. My friend Jim went as a breakdancer and Ryan went as a hick. It wqas a hilarious evning. Thank you Kristi for the great hospitality.

Alright- back to work for me. This was my brief lunch break and now back to the grind.

the best o yas.
c