On NPR this morning...
Police thought they spotted a dead body floating in the Rio Grande... but it turned out to be a life-sized, life-like plastic Jesus. People are flocking to see the icon and saying it is a sign from God. 
No one has claimed Jesus yet.

My dream last night was emotionally as horrific as the bug one on Saturday. 
I dreamt I was morbidly obese. And a camp counselor (gyaaah, the children! get me away from the children!). 
I woke to find my normal self and was so relieved... I have a waistline..I can see my feet... check, check. BUT I do realize that if I keep being such a lazy bitch and don't get off my lazy ass, that it will one day be a fat and lazy ass. SO... *Shrug* I dunno.. I say that I'm gonna do this exercise and eat right shit all the time. And, of course, never do. Yeah, I'm weak. Yeah, I'm lazy.
*sigh*
I dont overeat - occaisional chocolate or dorito binge aside - but I just do zero physical activity. I have half a lung left, and asthma, and am allergic to cats (live with 5 of them), I did quit smoking but I still smoke um recreationally heh which I know is probably worse for me. It surely doesnt help in the motivating me off of my ass either.
Stupid crutches.
Stupid me for not discarding them.
blah

Woke up from a strange dream just now.

Night time. Middle of nowhere. Our car broke down. I think it was three females and three boys. We went to this old building to ask for help. As we approached, the insects both in the air and on the ground were thick. Some as big as my hand. Crawling and flying, hitting us in the head and body. The door was covered with insects big and small and also covered in cobwebs. We knocked hard and loud, disrupting bugs. We kicked the door. An old lady answered. 
I had a southern accent. "Scuse me ma'am. Our car, it broke down, can we use your phone? Oh pardon, my name's Rachel, and this here is my friends." She let us in.
When we were inside, I felt kind of drugged. Almost as if I had been given something to make me woozy like at the dentist. I remember her saying that we could do our laundry and showed us the machines. The room was wood paneled and very dingy, smelled musty. The dim lights were flickering. We sat in dirty booths like at a fast food joint, struggled with remembering who we were and watched our laundry stupidly. I tried to remember what it was we were doing there. And everytime I got up, the zipper on the back of my skirt was down and I felt like I had been violated, but I couldnt remember it happening. Then I would soon forget what it was that disturbed me, and check the laundry. Occaisionally, I would notice on myself and others, big grotesque centipede-like creatures writhing on top of and burrowing into our skin. I'd freak out, scream, scratch at them and then quickly fall back into a lull, check the laundry, sit back down, to get up and find my skirt unzipped. This cycle seemed to go on for a long time.
I walked to a soda machine I had not seen previously, opened the front like a fridge and took out a soda. The lady appeared and said, "You must pay for that. It's 65 cents." Of course, I said, and reached to my back pocket where I had a man's billfold. THere was some change in it, but I saw some photographs of some kids and it jolted me out of the stupor. I didnt want to let the lady on though, so I paid for my soda and she left the room. 
I turned up the volume on an old radio and slapped my friends around trying to wake them from this daze. Reluctantly they came around. We all had to keep reminding each other, shaking shoulders, slapping cheeks, for it was way too easy to fall back into the daze. We began to notice the heavy drone of insects in the background, even over the radio. The lady was in the room and wanted to know if everything was ok. I said we were done with our laundry, thank you for her hospitality but we had to go. She started to turn to do something but I got her in a headlock and told her we were leaving no matter if it was over her dead body or not. I hit her a lot of times, until her face was puffy, head mishapen and bleeding. We left her there in the middle of the laundry room, her still body quickly overtaken by a swarm of insects.
We got to our car and I realized my name was not Rachel. And I woke up.

*shaking*
Just got home a little while ago.
A cop had pulled someone over on the right shoulder. They must have just finished up, the car that was pulled over got moving into traffic again as I approached my exit. An SUV ahead of me swerved to miss the car, and quickly went into a spin going all the way to the left lane, bouncing once off the jersey wall HARD, then flipping onto it's roof as other cars came to screeching halts (I heard two other collisions, but was so engaged watching this SUV I couldn't turn away). This was all about ten feet from me. I could see two bodies in the SUV being buffeted around like rag dolls. I couldn't really tell if they were wearing seatbelts or not. The roof was pretty crushed towards the front. 
I had to pull over and calm myself, stop my hands from shaking. Needless to say, since the cop was RIGHT there, emergency vehicles were dispatched quite quickly. By the time I was taking my exit, other cops were already there.


yeeesh....
=S

www.vietnamdogtags.com
a site started by Stacey, a 35 year old firefighter, who bought a bunch of dog tags when visiting Vietnam. She has returned about 200something tags so far...

"Please visit the Dog Tags A-Z link to view the dog tags recovered in Vietnam. It is my hope to return as many tags as possible to their rightful owners-- the Veterans themselves, or families of. Please help me in this quest."

Coooool...
http://www.japan-shop.com/

Tonight I was waiting for this guest to check in to the inn. Check in is between 3-7pm. The associate who made his reservation agreed to this window of time. 
At 8pm, I was to be attending a dinner party. 
At 8:10, I left a note with my cellphone number on the front door and keys and instructions hidden for him. 
At 9:08 he calls, pissed that he had to walk 2 blocks to get a phone (what business person doesnt have a cellphone? anyway...). 
At 9:15 the fire alarm is triggered.
At 9:25 the fire dept calls me and tells me that a guest has used hairspray in a bathroom and set of the alarm however there is no fire. I leave my dinner party, at which I had smoked a joint, I hop in my car and drive 100 mph down the interstate.
I get there at 9:35 and turn off the alarm. The fire dept then tells me one of the guests, intending to turn off the light, pulled the large red handle marked fire by accident.
Ok... what the hell? 
Is this guy fucking with me? 
He's here for five nights.
I need a drink.

My friend still hasnt been hauled in by the cops yet. He told his lawyer he couldnt wait around the house anymore, the guilt was eating him alive. He needed something to occupy his time. So, he's working at Walmart now.
=/

I dont know how much more I can fucking take....
my friend got in a car accident on Monday night, killing two people instantly (a 4 year old girl and her mother) and putting five others, plus himself, into shock trauma. Early this morning one of the people int he hospital died, he was 8 years old.
My friend... I dont know how he will cope with this. He has an existing depression and has been suicidal before. This will surely push him over the brink. I dont even know what will happen to him legally. Its all bad....

I can't fucking cry anymore. I'm tapped out.
This year has been too much.

I just broke up with my boyfriend of almost nine years tonight...
and tomorrow will be the first day of the rest of my life.
I hope...
*sigh*
...well, yea, what more can I do at this point? Truth be told, Im terrified. Don't know what I'll do or where I'll go.... but, sink or swim, it's all up to me now.
fuck.

Birthday Dinner Haiku
Beeping fish - flipped
lil longer
Frozen is my life too

I'm so screwed.....
*holds head in her hands*

YESSSSSSSS! I finally got my first Moderator's Choice today! *Snoopy dance*

Woohoo! Hedda Himself visited my humble House tonight!
*does Snoopy dance*

Entered my first contest tonight! [Caelicorn]'s Fun Interpretation Competition closing December 12th - voting for the winner begins one week after closing. Lucky winner receives a commisioned work by [Caelicorn] herself!

*sobs emotionally* I became a mother today! Born-Again Corruption, my dear child!