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Feb. 12th, 2003 08:00 amI had a very nice phone conversation with Mike last night. Oh man, we must have been something to hear. Two people who are both very inexperienced and uncomfortable on the phone trying to talk to each other. I'd be willing to bet at least half of our converation was silence, yet somehow I felt very comfortable just knowing he was on the other end of that 1700 mile phone line. I still can' t get over my life recently. It feels like something out of a book... Heh, I'm happy. I have people to care about and who care about me. Is there more to life than that?
On another note, I would like to thank Kenosha's finest for issuing my youngest brother a disorderly conduct ticket when he had a meltdown in school and, finding himself unable to deal with things there any further at the moment (a situation I can well understand), he curled up in a hallway and refused to move. I'm sure that was very fucking helpful. *Note for those who are a little slow: That was sarcasm. And please pardon my language, I almost never write like that. It's just kind of upsetting...*
On another note, I would like to thank Kenosha's finest for issuing my youngest brother a disorderly conduct ticket when he had a meltdown in school and, finding himself unable to deal with things there any further at the moment (a situation I can well understand), he curled up in a hallway and refused to move. I'm sure that was very fucking helpful. *Note for those who are a little slow: That was sarcasm. And please pardon my language, I almost never write like that. It's just kind of upsetting...*