The Psychology Dept. on campus offers year round once a week counseling at a cost of $5 for a 50 minute session. Last week I had a free screening and in one hour I’m going in for my first session. It’s what they call a training clinic, where the clinicians are grad students who consult with their professor, a licensed psychologist, about their patients. I like the idea that I’ll be contributing to a grad student’s education and I think it will be nice to be able to talk with someone whose opinion of myself I don’t care about. Thing is, my clinician is, by my request, the same girl who screened me, and she’s fucking hot, so I kinda really do care about her opinion of me… this is going to be wicked!