Hec, I'm so sorry about your crush girl.
Hec, I'm so sorry about the ARCG. So sad.
Thanks. It was weird. I saw the little table, with a book for people to leave comments and a bowl filled with water and flowers floating on top. And then I looked in the picture book and it was an, "Oh shit!" moment.
She was in charge of the 45s /singles. She wore little indie rock cardigans and Mary Janes and big black framed glasses when she wore glasses. She was very pretty with a dyed-black, side-parted, very Mod bob. But she was a bit darker than most Mods. I'd see her smoking in front of the store, talking with coworkers, and at some shows occasionally. Just the usual intersections you notice with record store and book store clerks you know around the city if you lead the kind of life I lead.
She couldn't have been more than 25.
so sorry david
and to sumi.
It makes me glad that my big complaint for the day is that my hommade milkshake was warm 10 minutes after I srtarted drinking it. Really wanting the house to cool down now
Ooh, Amoeba Crush girls and neighbors, how terrible both!
Honey, why are you coming home in a situation like that? I totally get the homing urge, but wouldn't it be a lot easier to just go from one site to the other?
It would, except I'm leaving on vacation, and using frequent flier tickets. It would also be MUCH easier to pack if I were working! But instead, I'm going to Toronto for Pride, and want to pack EVERYTHING! And, obviously, not a good plan.
Oh, hell. Hec, I know exactly who you're talking about. Also, my mom just told me that their renters were in a serious car accident, and one of them didn't make it. He was the brother of a high-school friend.
shakes fist at universe
Ah, I see. Well, rest-ma anyway. And Toronto! So exciting!
Oh, David. When I first started reading your post, and about the shrine, I totally took it as 'yay, they see how cool she is too and made a shrine' and then I realized what you really meant, and it was like an extra blow to go from one to the other. I'm sorry for you and for all she touched.
meara, what airport are you flying out of?
Oh, David, I'm so sorry.
It's times like these that I realize how wrong my little pea-sized brain can be sometimes. It's the ripple that erika was talking about. I've struggled with these issues--the "everyone would be better off if I wasn't here" issues. And I just hope that I can hold onto moments like these and remember them when/if my brain goes all screwy again. But, right now, I'm doing good, and I'm so thankful for that. And for all of you who remind me every day that that part of the brain is wronger than a wrong wrong thing.
Sorry...didn't really mean to make this all about me.
Still no word on the baby. I probably won't hear until morning, because everyone in my family goes to bed early, and they probably won't call. As of a couple of hours ago she was only 5cm dialted, and they still didn't want to do a C-section yet.
Ugh. How frustrating for her, sj. Much labor~ma.
