Insurance

Insurance companies are evil. So evil. Screw you, Cigna!

So I'm leaving St. Louis on Tuesday. Back to real life I guess.

Feels like home

Here is a song from the wrong side of town
Where I'm bound to the ground by the loneliest sound
And it pounds from within and is pinning me down

Here is a page from the emptiest stage
A cage or the heaviest cross ever made
A gauge of the deadliest trap ever laid

And I thank you for bringing me here
For showing me home
For singing these tears
Finally I've found that I belong here

The heat and the sickliest sweet smelling sheets
That cling to the backs of my knees and my feet
Well I'm drowning in time to a desperate beat

And I thank you for bringing me here
For showing me home
For singing these tears
Finally I've found that I belong

Feels like home
I should have known
From my first breath

God send the only true friend I call mine
Pretend that I'll make amends the next time
Befriend the glorious end of the line

And I thank you for bringing me here
For showing me home
For singing these tears
Finally I've found that I belong here




...Home...
by Depeche Mode

10 days?

It's been 10 days and I still have nothing to post about. Hmph!

The stink

It smells like farts in here. And it wasn't me, because my farts smell like beautiful flowers.

Hey America

I'd just like to say that I think all Americans are having a rough day today. Hang in there. We need to honor this important day when everything changed.

I wasn't "allowed" to watch that much of the 9/11 special unfortunately, but of course I'll be thinking about it all day.

Letting go

Today I'm feeling... thinky. And today I'm thinking about friendships that I let go of this past year, and for possibly the first time, I am feeling OK about it. Not sad, not angry. I am just OK. Oddly, it feels natural to no longer be friends with these people. As a clinger, for me to say that is kind of a-ma-zing.

I'm finally letting go of the stress and the questioning and doubting and just letting it be. Oh well, so-and-so and I aren't friends anymore, but that's OK.

Music today

What the hell is with the music of today? Why do so many people like this shitty party pop super synthesized crap? What is the appeal? Am I just too old? An old fuddy duddy? Perhaps. But I swear that this shit gave me physical pain today (being forced to listen to it in a huge van with 9 other girls) as well as damage to my emotional spirit and possibly my soul, too.

I just want to book a plane ticket back to San Jose, like now. It's been a craptacular day & would've been even without the soul-smashing music.

Adjusting

It's been a long week -- too long. On my flight from Chicago to St. Louis, we got to the runway and started to accelerate and suddenly slowed down and started going back to the airport. The captain told us that the right engine decided to crap out. So it's really good that we didn't take off! It was annoying but also I guess a good thing. We got to a gate and stayed there for about 30 minutes while the mechanics inspected the engine before determining the plane had to go out of service and we'd have to get a different aircraft. So they brought one that had been in the hangar and we took off about 2 hours later, so it wasn't that bad. It was a quick flight. I was so anxious about St. Louis stuff that I hardly remember it.

So I'm adjusting to life living with a ton of chicks. I never did the sorority thing so maybe I'm making up for it now, except we don't get wasted every night and screw random frat dudes. Dude, yeah!