Kindergarten:

It's not about who's right or wrong,
it's trying our best to get along.

Fifteen of the twenty-three hour, three-day hospice training is done, I am not sure if being part of a brigade and getting a certificate is a good trade-off for complete exhaustion.

Who am I kidding? A brigade, I would trade half my body for such a title.

P.S. Bob Lynch will be my friend forever, that is if he remembers who I am.

It is seven, on a Saturday, and I am awake at seven in the morning because I am used to this school schedule of needing to be up from five-thirty to six every single morning and I hate it.

I should be sleeping, but I can't now.

There is this dog, and he never gets paid attention to, so I must play with him during all the free time I have on this

Fucking idiots ( Read more... )

It’s nice to think for those five seconds when pushing the pin through the hole (thank goodness for the last time) I am influencing the outcome, then shortly thereafter reality hits and all I have to show for it is a silly little sticker.

That’s voting for you.

Tomorrow's agenda (to those in California):
VOTING! DO IT!
(although it has pretty much been determined)

Oh yes, and buying some of the cds that are being released tomorrow. Specifically Death Cab, some of the songs I have heard from the album are very pretty.

My brother was watching something and there was an ad for the Sesame Street: Songs from the Street collection. I really want that, probably due to my mom working at pbs and whenever I would spend the day with her the only thing I could do was to sit down in front of the television and watch pbs programming all day (I guess that would explain my ( Read more... )

I rode on the first southline train today with all the vips, this is something I will be able to tell my grandchildren about.

Or most likely not.

I like the song for the Hummer commercial, the one about the boy winning the box car race, but then it is for the highest polluting vehicle around. All the crap that it represents, and all the sports mothers that are near five feet tall that drive them while being on their cell phone (speaking of which, I have seen far too many school bus drivers ( Read more... )

Introspection only allows for self-loathing and pitty.

Avoiding it means not being overwhelmed with an excess of those consequential emotions.