Craziness in the form of irony manifesting itself in crapiness

So finally, apparently Dawn’s having a party and glory of all glory’s it appeared I’d be able to go. Until a few hours after hearing about it when I talked to Steph and she informed me that it would take place the night of November 9th. Incredibly enough, November 9th is the only night this year I will be flying to Vancouver. Glory hallelujah!

On a happier note…a much, much happier note, I feel like I’m getting my life back.

I really don’t think

that anyone’s going to read this, and I guess that doesn’t really matter. I was just reflecting on the odd series of circumstances that led to this current point in my life, and it got me wondering why in the world any of what happened, happened. Why did I say I did when I didn’t? And why can’t I? What am I supposed to do now? What am I supposed to think or feel about it? I know I have to face it all sooner or later, but really, what would be the point? What could possibly be on the other side, if I even make it to the other side? The horrible unbearable weight of the possible consequences is so incredible I don’t think I can take it. I can catch a glimpse every now and then of what it might be like and I just…honestly I can’t imagine. But then, I can’t imagine what is either, much less what could be. So where do I stand, where do I reach out from, what do I look towards? Or really, who?

funny story, true story

So last night at work, I ended the day feeling all proud of myself for having a good night. I locked the door, got in my car…and remembered I’d left the lights on in the store. So, I got out, wondered for a second if my opening the door with a key would send the security system into mass chaos, decided to take the chance, unlocked the door, and set off the siren. I did manage to turn the lights off before getting out, but now I was stuck alone in an empty parking lot, in the rain, with no answer on my phone and a blaring siren in the store. So I burst out laughing. By the time I got around to the front of the store, the siren had stopped, so I picked up my sister and headed for home. The next day, nobody knew a thing. So, yay for me.