Blubbering in the Car and Statistical Analyses

Hello Friends!

What exciting journeys for us all this year.  This medium reminds me of when I used to write Steph notes in spare during high school. It's rather cathartic.I don't know about you but I'm already stressed to the max (are we allowed to swear on here, because I'd really like to say f@cking stressed). It seems it's either nothing or everything all at once. Being away from your loved one can be hard. At the moment, because of our crazy schedules, I often don't see James until I get home late at night, then it's about an hour until I fall asleep drooling on him. It's not the same but I feel your pain.
...Ain't life just a game...(I think someone needs to continue this rhyme).
Speaking of my amazing artistic skills I hear my mixed song for the first time next week which is awesome and terrifying at the same time. I've managed to convince myself since I recorded it that I have no talent and my voice is terrible. In fact, I had a weirdly hormonal day yesterday in which I spent half an hour spluttering nonsensical, high-pitched statements about my lack of talent to James whilst crying in the car on the way to work/uni. After that I had mocha, went to class and was fine. I'm getting into quite a prolific spurt of songwriting at the moment, so hopefully something worthwhile will come out of it all. The way the music industry is run you don't actually make any money off of people buying your music. At least not for a long time, so I better have more than one good song. I need an awesome name to release my music under. Any suggestions? The more dramatic and mysterious the better. I've always wanted to be mysterious. I don't think I've really got it down pat yet.
Uni is no different to the past four years. I have one interesting subject in which I use psychological research and theories to develop interventions for prominent social issues. It involves doing proposals and is actually useful as opposed to Advanced Statistical Analysis which has not progressed into any challenging work and thus is boring the shit out of me. If you ever need an analysis of your missing data to check whether or not it impacts on your outcome variable, you know who to call. The business is going bonkers but I'll save that little gem for another post. If I make it out of this weekend alive (2 Markets and a Saturday night catering job and taking the girls to Seaworld. I'm most worried about the last one.) I'll be happy. I'll write a novel if I'm not careful so I'll have to stop here. Stay tuned for the next thrilling saga. Oh and keep the faith Steph. We're all thinking of you. Will is probably missing you more. He's a golden retriever at heart.

Lots and lots of love,

Luisa

P.S. Cyber cuddles!