“...So do we pass the ghosts that haunt us later in our lives; they sit undramatically by the roadside like poor beggars, and we see them only from the corners of our eyes, if we see them at all. The idea that they have been waiting there for us rarely if ever crosses our minds. Yet they do wait, and when we have passed, they gather up their bundles of memory and fall in behind, treading in our footsteps and catching up, little by little.”--Stephen King



4-30-11 = Best Day of My Life
Saturday, October 11, 2003
Today has been shitty
1st of all, i burned a hole (tiny and un-noticable, but still there) hole in my brandnew shirt.
2nd Hephaestus's co-worker decided to SLEEP instead of comming straight back to arkansas, so instead of being here in a few hours, it'll be damn near 4am sunday morning!
3rd, Domerece just pissed me off all belief today at work. He need to get his head out of his ass and learn to LISTEN and stop jumping to goddamned conclusions before getting the whole story. Domerece, you need to straighten up or shut up.
and, I have learned, that Everlight may not be going with me to Crystal's wedding, so i'll be going alone, unless by some fucking miracle Hephaestus can get off work.
BAD day, BAD BAD BAD day
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