Update on The Accident

Turns out the guy that hit my sister was not only way over the blood alcohol limit, he had just recently turned 17. So no jail time for him. Not much of anything.

He walked away from the accident with barely a scratch. Mys sister and her boyfriend are both out of the hospital and recovering. The stitches have come out of my sisters face, and we wait too see how well hey will heal.

Again I would like to end with a Fuck You that shit-brained loser.

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You Never Think It Will Happen to Somebody You Know

You hear about shitty things happening to other people all the time. More often than not, you don’t know who those people are. They are not your family, they are not your friends.

Divorces, deaths, accidents, financial downfalls. Their severity can run from unfortunate to terrible. Take death for instance. A great grandfather passing on is sad, but not unexpected, and that tends to lessen the blow. A 30 year old father dropping dead of heart failure is absolutely tragic. But if you are hearing about this second or third hand, and its about somebody you do not know and probably don’t care about, it just doesn’t get to you. You don’t think that the very same thing that happened to that unfortunate person or family can happen to somebody you know.

I am very guilty of this. I say the appropriate “That’s so sad”, or “Damn that’s terrible”, and I mean it, but I’m not upset. I take for granted the safety of my friends and family. All the bad stuff was always happening to other people. That however, has changed.

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Solo Drive Home

I had been looking forward to it all summer. It was going to be fantastic, and it would happen without any problems. My parents were not thrilled about it. I had had some issues attempting the same sort of thing before, and almost died as a result. But, I felt I had a plan that would get me through it okay. And it did. And it was amazing.

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Today At Work: Morgue Breath, Dead Lady Walking

Today at work I…

  • EXPERIENCED MORGUE BREATH. You know morning breath? Yeah, I bet you do. Picture just how nasty it can be. Now think about the smell of rotting flesh. If you have never experienced it first hand, it has this sickly sweet smell that makes you want to vomit almost instantly. Mix that with your extra gross morning breath, and you have morgue breath. I had to help a lady today with morgue breath. Needless to say I helped her as quickly as possible, and breathed very little. Now, I know that people with diabetes can have terrible breath, and if she has diabetes, I hope she is doing okay. If, however, she just has poor hygiene, I have no sympathy. Brush your god damn teeth.
  • MET A DEAD LADY. A lady came up to me for help. I didn’t quite hear what she said, most of the words being cut off or muddled. I asked her to repeat herself. She apologized and gave a reason for her poor diction. She told me, quite casually, that her liver was failing. I walked her to the aisle she was looking for, and left. How the hell do you respond to somebody telling you, nonchalantly, that they are dying? Further more, why the hell is somebody with a failing liver shopping for clothes? Should they not be in a hospital? I hope she doesn’t die in front of people while shopping. That would be terrible…

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My Awesome Day

This day, for me, has been messed up. I cannot say it has been terrible, because most of it is just too damn funny.

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