  Well, today was a pretty good day considering it all. Except for the fact that my "big brother" Glenn told me the story of how he had the worst day ever...Didn't think much about it until he explained that he watched as his friend from school died in his arms.
She was in a car accident; he tried to save her but was powerless to do so. She gasped for air three times before coughing up blood...and died. That was so horrendous...What do you say to that? There is nothing you can say. After that whole story, things just became very numb, very grey.
Yeah. Started feeling better when Nick IMmed me and made me laugh. :) Then I went in search of the elusive prey named "Dinner" and found it in the local pizzeria/restaurant in the form of chicken parmigian, baked ziti with meatsauce and a salad. Yum. Yes, dinner was good; I'll enjoy the leftovers tomorrow. Finish the laundry, talk on irc, check on all the webboards/mailing lists I belong to, check email...attempting to push back the horrid thoughts of death to the back of my mind. Ah, routine. By tomorrow I'll be drowning in my normal schoolwork, so I will hopefully be ok...But for now, it's still fresh on my mind. Maybe Nick will make me laugh some more... I just really need a hug. Yeah. 
