Charming
I was just over at the mall to buy invitations for my friend's wedding shower. On my way up the escalator, I walked to get to the top a little faster and just as I was about to step off the escalator I felt like someone was about to jump on my back. I looked over my left shoulder and there was this guy there, who just about got off the escalator at the same time I did. He saw my startled look and said, "sorry, I was right on your ass." Then he saw the puzzled look on my face and did a double take before he took off. You were on my ass? Well. I mean, he was right, but still. Who says that? Has this taken the place of excuse me in such situations?
Allllllllrighty, then.
Anyway, I got some invites for my best friend's wedding shower that I am going to print up at home once I get some language drafted. Then out they go. Onward and upward.
I picked up something to eat and brought it back to my office. I was sitting here reading the news while I ate my sandwich and saw there was a story on the Columbine shooters. I guess they released a bunch of writings by one or the other of the kids from the year or so before the attack. I was struck by a quote following a statement that they planned to torture and kill the family of a former friend. It said that after they shot up the school (I guess they had originally planned on surviving that), they would leave the country and go somewhere that they could not be extradited from. Then it said this:
"If there isnt such place then we will hijack a hell of a lot of bombs and crash a plane into NYC with us inside (f)iring away as we go down. just something to cause more devistation."
Considering this was written between 2-3 years before 9/11, I thought it was an interesting intention. That other people have had thoughts of hijacking planes and just crashing them into things. Hijacking planes to get something in exchange for the hostages, sure -- but just flying it into something for the sake of causing devastation? That's quite a thought by a 15-year old kid. Chilling, actually.
The article also said that the quote above had been disclosed shortly after the shooting back in 1999. I don't recall that. Can you imagine if one of those al Queda f***s read that and thought, "Genius! We'll do that." Imagine if that was the impetus for 9/11 and that little turd didn't even live to see it happen.
The truth, as they say, is stranger than fiction.
Time for me to get back to work. So much to do -- how am I ever going to get it all done? One thing at a time, I guess. I have a firm event to attend tonight so I have even less time to get things done than usual. And they're serving Indian food. Being rather unadventurous, I don't really know what that consists of. Mexican, Italian, American, Chinese, Japanese, Thai, even Vietnamese . . . sure . . . but Indian? Nope. I'm having visions of curry. We'll see. Trying to keep an open mind. But I told the husband he should have a snack before we go and warned him that it's Indian food so he doesn't feel like I tricked him into going by not telling him!
Oh, there was one more thing I read that stood out to me: Amber Frey got, or is getting, married. To some guy she met in October of last year. So, like, 9 months ago. What is wrong with that woman? I mean, first, she hooks up with Scott Peterson while she has a what -- toddler child? -- and lets that idiot pick her kid up from daycare or wherever on his own within days or weeks of meeting him, then she hooks up with some chiropractor or whatever he did for a living and pops out another kid. So she has two kids by two different men separated by a stint with Peterson and now she's married to or marrying some guy she JUST MET 9 months ago. Seriously, lady, what is wrong with you? You don't expose your kids to that kind of shit. And you don't have to screw/have kids with/get engaged to/marry every guy you meet. Really, you don't.
Gah!
Allllllllrighty, then.
Anyway, I got some invites for my best friend's wedding shower that I am going to print up at home once I get some language drafted. Then out they go. Onward and upward.
I picked up something to eat and brought it back to my office. I was sitting here reading the news while I ate my sandwich and saw there was a story on the Columbine shooters. I guess they released a bunch of writings by one or the other of the kids from the year or so before the attack. I was struck by a quote following a statement that they planned to torture and kill the family of a former friend. It said that after they shot up the school (I guess they had originally planned on surviving that), they would leave the country and go somewhere that they could not be extradited from. Then it said this:
"If there isnt such place then we will hijack a hell of a lot of bombs and crash a plane into NYC with us inside (f)iring away as we go down. just something to cause more devistation."
Considering this was written between 2-3 years before 9/11, I thought it was an interesting intention. That other people have had thoughts of hijacking planes and just crashing them into things. Hijacking planes to get something in exchange for the hostages, sure -- but just flying it into something for the sake of causing devastation? That's quite a thought by a 15-year old kid. Chilling, actually.
The article also said that the quote above had been disclosed shortly after the shooting back in 1999. I don't recall that. Can you imagine if one of those al Queda f***s read that and thought, "Genius! We'll do that." Imagine if that was the impetus for 9/11 and that little turd didn't even live to see it happen.
The truth, as they say, is stranger than fiction.
Time for me to get back to work. So much to do -- how am I ever going to get it all done? One thing at a time, I guess. I have a firm event to attend tonight so I have even less time to get things done than usual. And they're serving Indian food. Being rather unadventurous, I don't really know what that consists of. Mexican, Italian, American, Chinese, Japanese, Thai, even Vietnamese . . . sure . . . but Indian? Nope. I'm having visions of curry. We'll see. Trying to keep an open mind. But I told the husband he should have a snack before we go and warned him that it's Indian food so he doesn't feel like I tricked him into going by not telling him!
Oh, there was one more thing I read that stood out to me: Amber Frey got, or is getting, married. To some guy she met in October of last year. So, like, 9 months ago. What is wrong with that woman? I mean, first, she hooks up with Scott Peterson while she has a what -- toddler child? -- and lets that idiot pick her kid up from daycare or wherever on his own within days or weeks of meeting him, then she hooks up with some chiropractor or whatever he did for a living and pops out another kid. So she has two kids by two different men separated by a stint with Peterson and now she's married to or marrying some guy she JUST MET 9 months ago. Seriously, lady, what is wrong with you? You don't expose your kids to that kind of shit. And you don't have to screw/have kids with/get engaged to/marry every guy you meet. Really, you don't.
Gah!
posted by PlatinumGirl at 1:35 PM
2 Comments:
HA!!HA!! Tracy. Good idea.
That guy on the elevator was a dolt.
You know, even if that statement about the Columbine kids was published, who would really think about it? They were obviously crazy, AND the story was so horrible, I couldn't really get past much else that they said about it. Such a sad story.
Tracy: Let me know how that works out for ya!
Peachy: It's amazing what passes for acceptable w/John Q. Public.
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