I'm home, but it doesn't feel like home to be anymore. I've been home now a full day. I feel like a visitor in my own home. I'm not sure its a bad thing, maybe it'll finally be easy to leave. Mom and I are like strangers. I've only actually seen here for like 4 hours. So really, we are practically strangers passing in the night. No one wants to ( Read more... )

Russ is home. He arrived today. It's good to know he is no longer wandering the countryside. But this makes it all too real. It was suppose to be a damn nightmare, and I was suppose to wake up.

I can't concentrate on anything too long and that is the reason for such disjointed updates. I'm sick, nothing new. i changed time zones as well as weather patterns and now I have a cold, had a sore throat for two days. Ah, the loviness of it all. And all creativity has left me, i can't think of anything and I am suppose to be designing a invite ( Read more... )

Russel (Russ) D. Alley A resident of New York, born in Oregon January 2, 1958, passed away Sept. 27. His career began as manager of the York Hotel in San Francisco where he launched the rebirth of the Plush Room. He became the director of public relations and promotions for San Francisco's Fairmont Hotel. Russ was well known in San Francisco for ( Read more... )

We hit Freemont Street on Sunday night. Everyone needed to get out of the house. A few hadn't left the house in at least 7 days. So we went out to a small park and then over to Freemont Street. Saw the Freemont Street Expierence, which is a really sweet light show that sirs on the top of the covered street. It even started to rain a bit. And that ( Read more... )

As I am learning by being around Russ these past few days. It's a long road to come back from something so dark. It's hard to even watch him struggle. I just takes everything in me not to cry.

It certainly doesn't help that I have this huge crush on his younger brother...gah. I hate myself sometimes.

( and this is the tale of my spring break... )