Good riddance, August
I saw my brother this weekend. I didn't get to hug him enough. He's being well looked after by his friend's parents down in San Clemente, who adore him and consider him their godson, so I don't have to stress about him being too rough on himself outside of the hospital (being the sporty fellow he is). The mom is a retired nurse. She'll see to it he follows orders. ;]
The lady that hit him did stop, so I don't have to hunt anyone down. He did break his right leg, but only the fibula, and it's a completely clean break being held in place by the surrounding muscles, so he doesn't even need a cast. He's a miracle boy, all right. He quipped "I do all my own stunts" and I would've cuffed him upside the head if he didn't still have a (mild) concussion.
Despite my gratitude and relief, I still can't shake the shock from my system, and it's not helped by the news that Luke's dad went to the ER a couple nights back for an emergency surgery on a couple of clogged arteries. D: He, too, shall be miraculously fine but WTF WORLD. GIVE US A BREAK.
Needless to say, Luke and I have both been stressed to high heaven, alternately clinging to each other and raging at stupid things. But we're making it. I'm exhausted. Been reading Notes From the Tilt-A-Whirl by N.D. Wilson and while it might sound dramatic, I credit this book with helping me stay afloat this past week. Really. It couldn't have come along at a more appropriate time in my life. (Sidenote: this is the guy writing The Great Divorce screenplay, which is why I originally picked up the book. Boy, I couldn't be more optimistic for the movie now - provided the studio doesn't meddle too much with whatever this guy cooks up. He GETS IT.)
I've also been reading Mockingjay - finally. So good, so intense. I'll probably finish tonight and be very sad about it. After the next round of fiction I've got lined up, I think I might actually re-read the first two Hunger Games books... that's how much this last one is getting to me. Awesome stuff. Argh, sci-fi, you're still my one true love: especially when you come with slightly-unhinged female heroines of the kickass variety.
Anyway. Oh life. Let me submit to some comfort food and good books. No better medicine.
The lady that hit him did stop, so I don't have to hunt anyone down. He did break his right leg, but only the fibula, and it's a completely clean break being held in place by the surrounding muscles, so he doesn't even need a cast. He's a miracle boy, all right. He quipped "I do all my own stunts" and I would've cuffed him upside the head if he didn't still have a (mild) concussion.
Despite my gratitude and relief, I still can't shake the shock from my system, and it's not helped by the news that Luke's dad went to the ER a couple nights back for an emergency surgery on a couple of clogged arteries. D: He, too, shall be miraculously fine but WTF WORLD. GIVE US A BREAK.
Needless to say, Luke and I have both been stressed to high heaven, alternately clinging to each other and raging at stupid things. But we're making it. I'm exhausted. Been reading Notes From the Tilt-A-Whirl by N.D. Wilson and while it might sound dramatic, I credit this book with helping me stay afloat this past week. Really. It couldn't have come along at a more appropriate time in my life. (Sidenote: this is the guy writing The Great Divorce screenplay, which is why I originally picked up the book. Boy, I couldn't be more optimistic for the movie now - provided the studio doesn't meddle too much with whatever this guy cooks up. He GETS IT.)
I've also been reading Mockingjay - finally. So good, so intense. I'll probably finish tonight and be very sad about it. After the next round of fiction I've got lined up, I think I might actually re-read the first two Hunger Games books... that's how much this last one is getting to me. Awesome stuff. Argh, sci-fi, you're still my one true love: especially when you come with slightly-unhinged female heroines of the kickass variety.
Anyway. Oh life. Let me submit to some comfort food and good books. No better medicine.