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My alarm clock is set to turn on the radio, not the alarm. I hate alarms with a burning passion. I have the radio tuned to the news station so that as I�m getting ready for work, I hear the day�s headlines so I don�t miss everything. I used to just listen to CD�s, but then I got too behind in all the horrible things happening around the world. I still listen to CD�s in the car, but only because I�m too broke to have an MP3 player. (If you have an old one you don�t use, send it to me!) Anyway, because it�s tuned to the news station, sometimes I hear really weird things when I first wake up, but none as �am I awake?� as this morning�s first thought: �An eighteen-year-old Lockport boy was killed when he accidentally impaled himself at a church.� I hit snooze, figuring that I�m not awake enough if that�s what my brain turns words into. But no, it�s true. What a way to go, accidentally stabbing yourself in the groin. And at church, too. Wow. The dead guy across the street from me? I didn't know him. I had only seen him a very few times. He was a bit of a hermit, which is why nobody thought it was weird that he'd been inside for so long. But still. Ew. I did get to ride my bike for a while this morning, finally. Note to self: dress for the weather next time, genius. I had no idea it was going to be so cold, for some reason. Probably because Nick told me last night as I was falling asleep that it was supposed to be nice today, and my stupid brain turned that into a weather forecast. Well, it was wrong in any case, and I froze my ass off. By the time I got home, my head was super hot and the rest of me was frozen solid. I do feel a zillion times better now, though, so it was totally worth it. There�s this high school girl around here who was really drunk at eleven am (on a weekday) and crashed into a telephone pole and nearly killed herself. Because she�s all popular, now there are all these benefits and shit to pay her medical bills, and all the posters have a pink ribbon on them. That bothers me. This girl does not have breast cancer. She is a stupid kid who wrapped her car around a tree because she couldn�t even be sober in time for B lunch. I�m sure her medical bills are astoundingly high, but don�t let people think they�re benefiting someone with breast cancer when they�re not. That�s incredibly fucked up, and I'm sorry if that's insensitive. It's fucked up. Okay, I have to pee and refill my stupid water bottle for the fifth time today. That really cuts short my rant, but whatever. Peeing is priority. Kids are: That newish Sarah McLachlan song. Last person who pissed me off: Whoever made those irritating posters. Heard in my house: "You can't see me right now because I'm sleeping." Miss Anything? pics - 2007-06-05
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