Feeds:Suicide Prevention Day
"Part of the problem is that random events don't look like they're random, which I think is a large part of historical research." -Bookstein, 02/08/2007
Also on the random radar for today is xkcd, which everyone but Leah is probably already reading.
So I actually woke up depressed, pulled myself out of bed and got myself ready to go to class on time. Then there were, like five people on the bus. It still took me a minute to figure out why. This only made me more depressed, somehow. I got off the bus, got inoffensively sexiled for about an hour, and sat down to write this. Leah's taking me out to lunch, though, so I'm starting to cheer up a little. Blah, blah, blah, I'm depressed, what am I doing?
So last week during the Scav meeting, I got like three missed calls from a South Dakota number. As I walked home afterwards, I got another call from the same number. "Is Jesse there?" the voice asked. Obviously, she was not. So I czeched to make sure that the person (a young man of questionable sobriety) knew that he was calling from South Dakota to Chicago, and repeatedly informed him that Jesse was not there. Eventually it came out that "I know she's there," which revealed that he was actully looking for Jessie, who was, nevertheless, also not present. I told him so. He became angry and said "Whatever, man. I know she's there, so.... whatever."
Fun Times.
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