So it still feels weird to be a college graduate, not to say that I'm not thankful, Lord and Lady know that I am. Just that I've been involved in school in one way or another for as long as I can remember and now I don't have plan my classes for next semester...or the semester after that ( Read more... )

So I'm lovin' the job at Books-A-Million...so far! And I think that it will stay that way. I find it much much much much more satisfying selling people books and sources of knowledge than selling them steaks and fattening foods. And I don't have to act fake in order to make money, not even when I try and get people to buy a millionaire's card, it's ( Read more... )

 So I just read about this woman that was killed when she responded to a baby-sitting ad on Cragslist. Apparently this was done by a "19-year-old man." The fact that the report classified the 19-year-old as a man is mind boggling. The accused said he didn't do it, that another friend committed the crime and thought it would be "funny ( Read more... )

The following events are real and my way of dealing with what happened.

Water streamed from the showerhead, colliding with flesh, soap and steam-laden air. A sudden thought ran through his head as he scrubbed away a day’s worth of dirt: His grandmother had recently been put into a nursing home so that someone would be able to take proper care of ( Read more... )

"I don't feel like going to work today."

Remy didn't even bother looking up from his book as he replied, "That's the same thing you said yesterday, Sydney, and chances are you'll say it again tomorrow."

She flung her hand out, exasperated. "Exaclty, that's my point. Why do I subject myself to a mediocre job when I know that I'm capable of so much ( Read more... )

Lately I've been wondering if I love because I truly love or if I love simply because I have no love. Would I look at this guy or that guy the same way if my heart wasn't so open? Are these phantom feelings or are they the real thing, the real passionate thing?

I know that I am filled to the bursting point of love. At times that love is disguised, ( Read more... )