Horrible atrocities happen every day in the world. That has been a fact of life since the inception of the human race. Still, it's easy to become detached from all the nastiness when it happens in another city or halfway around the globe.
I don't even feel like writing it all out. Just go here.
http://www.knoxnews.com/kns/local_news/article/0,1406,KNS_347_5272704,00.html I didn't know Channon, but I had seen her around on campus. There was a time I'm pretty sure our paths crossed every Monday Wednesday and Friday. I would be walking from the library and she'd walk up toward it. You get into this routine. You see the same people every day. I suppose that's one of the reasons this has unsettled me so much.
I also can't get out of my head that if she'd left her purse in the restaurant and had to go back, or if he'd went to the bathroom first or if they'd gone to another place where the wait was 5 minutes longer....
It makes me wonder how many times I've avoided disaster simply because I hit the snooze button and was 10 minutes late.
*sigh*
Fuck me gently with a chainsaw.
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In lighter news:
My classes look like a lot of fun. I'm also starting to get my news director gig up and running, and the media sales class I'm in has announced that we get to keep 25% of any sales we make. This makes me less weary about quitting my job. the 6 bucks or so an hour from the practicum supplemented with sales earnings could keep me living fairly comfortably. It sucks though, cause I just got a raise at work.
Well, I'm off to bed for now.
Night all.