the bad gets worse...
a very nice boy has passed away a few days ago. i remember him as "the quiet kid". his band (secret behind sunday) used to play/practice in my basement (gunboat). Dan Mcgill was very sick. two years ago, they gave him months to live. over the weekend,(i am told) he punctured his lungs. in the hospital, on life support, they said "we can either pull the plug, or perform this new procedure (surgery) and see how he makes out". they opted for the surgery. he woke up, was coherent, conversing. i guess he passed away suddenly. this is so SO sad! so young! so much life left to live! he was always the quiet kid, drinking soda or tea instead of beer. i remember how shook up Denver was the last time he was in the hospital. poor guy.
and not to sound macabre, but someone was involved in a car accident in athens. (nick and derek's place of home).
so....they always go in threes.
not that this is important at all after such news- but i'm flat broke, and needing to make: a deposit/first months rent advanced for my new apartment. AND my car is broken. dont ever buy a dodge. here's why: you never EVER (except in rare cases) see a 60-something dodge, still driving. its always chevy or ford. or mercedes. good, solid cars. Dodge can suck it. i now understand why they only have a 3yr/36,000 warranty on the neons. they are thrown together by some poor guy in detroit-who is just trying to keep the bills paid. maybe the person making my car was disgruntled, and didnt have a good day. maybe he was being picked on by his co-workers. maybe he was having an affair with the C.E.O's wife, and got caught, and his job is on the line- so he sabotaged all the neons he made.
or maybe its just a bad vehicle.
i hate being stretched so thinly. if only this happened in february. after i made my house payment. after christmas. after i got my tax refunds.
but no. i barely got to work this morning. i was lucky to get to my moms-so my dad could follow me to jensen auto- where they will tinker with my car- "fix" all the stuff that (isnt)"broke" and then charge me my soul to drive it off the lot.
and at one, i go fill out my papers and take my physical for the hospital. (go joB! go!)
oh there is so much i want to do. but cant
win the lottery, buy me a ticket. go to the casino with 20 in hand, and please PLEASE PLEASE!!!!! come out with 500. and a few nickels.
.....(sigh).....
i will get by. in three days, everything will settle.
i love you all- sorry i had to bitch.
take care of your selves. because i am too far away to fasten your mittens, and re-wrap your scarf.
heart!
shauna
and not to sound macabre, but someone was involved in a car accident in athens. (nick and derek's place of home).
so....they always go in threes.
not that this is important at all after such news- but i'm flat broke, and needing to make: a deposit/first months rent advanced for my new apartment. AND my car is broken. dont ever buy a dodge. here's why: you never EVER (except in rare cases) see a 60-something dodge, still driving. its always chevy or ford. or mercedes. good, solid cars. Dodge can suck it. i now understand why they only have a 3yr/36,000 warranty on the neons. they are thrown together by some poor guy in detroit-who is just trying to keep the bills paid. maybe the person making my car was disgruntled, and didnt have a good day. maybe he was being picked on by his co-workers. maybe he was having an affair with the C.E.O's wife, and got caught, and his job is on the line- so he sabotaged all the neons he made.
or maybe its just a bad vehicle.
i hate being stretched so thinly. if only this happened in february. after i made my house payment. after christmas. after i got my tax refunds.
but no. i barely got to work this morning. i was lucky to get to my moms-so my dad could follow me to jensen auto- where they will tinker with my car- "fix" all the stuff that (isnt)"broke" and then charge me my soul to drive it off the lot.
and at one, i go fill out my papers and take my physical for the hospital. (go joB! go!)
oh there is so much i want to do. but cant
win the lottery, buy me a ticket. go to the casino with 20 in hand, and please PLEASE PLEASE!!!!! come out with 500. and a few nickels.
.....(sigh).....
i will get by. in three days, everything will settle.
i love you all- sorry i had to bitch.
take care of your selves. because i am too far away to fasten your mittens, and re-wrap your scarf.
heart!
shauna