I went to ChicagoCon... duh. The boys were not going to be in my backyard without me seeing them LOL. Of course who am I to pass up seeing Steve Carlson in the flesh... because THAT my friends trumps all. Well so I thought until I was standing literally 2 feet away from him singing "Feel Like Making Love" THAT trumps it all.
School has been kicking my ass and tattooing its name all over it. I am taking 5 classes and I feel like I should kick my own ass for doing it. I have been getting into it with my Public Speaking teacher... he and I dont seem to see eye to eye on some things and well its to the point where I am going to tell him to kiss my ass. He has nothing to say about my public speaking, which seriously many of you know I am certainly not shy but he has problems with my opinions. Quite frankly I give a shit but when I finally see my grades and if I get the inkling he graded me based on my opinion WE WILL have it out.
I have my first web design "job". I am not getting paid but its good for experience, if I can complete it LOL. I will be up all night TRYING to do this. I still have my own to do for class. We have a class project, that they named after me (I really wish they hadnt), its a retail store and just basic stuff nothing major except for the cart. I am not doing that on my own, glad there are 4 others in my class they can do it, since I built the backbone of the website.
What I have been mulling over for the last two days and retreated back into self with is my friend, thanksgiving morning, committed suicide. I keep holding on that this is hearsay, that I cant find anything to confirm that he did it. Nothing in the news nothing on obits but I am holding on to it. Danny was older than me by a few years, we went to grade school together. Half mexican and half irish - he had freckles - I had a crush. He was the class clown, the friend that could make you smile, the one you wanted in your corner. He was also really reserved, some people never saw that. I for a short time did. Once I did I fell even harder but it wasnt what he wanted from me. None the less friends it was. I hadnt seen him in years, he went into the military, got married had a kid. Sadly I think he couldnt see his kid anymore and I know he was divorced. What I found out yesterday is that he hadnt worked in a while and it was weighing on him. He has a common last name, I am hoping its anyone else but him. I am hoping the guy who told me got it wrong, that his brother read the report and just thought it was our friend. Part of me though - knows he would have been capable of doing it.
I tried to clear my mind and did the memes that were floating around.
Your rainbow is strongly shaded indigo.
What is says about you: You are a proud person. You appreciate cities, technology, and other great things people have created. People are loyal to you and see you as a natural leader.
Find the colors of your rainbow at spacefem.com.
According to the Klein Sexual Orientation Grid, you are 88% straight and 12% gay.
In subjective terms, this means you are predominantly heterosexual; only incidentally homosexual.
How the hell - "incidentally homosexual" I love that, I will need to use it.
Back to the grind - I am going to try to build this site.