here i am, once again. typing my time away. let me set the scene.
vanilla tea in hand, currently laying on the loveseat on the third floor of noble tree. legs up. feet up. listening to osaka loop line. on loop. [ironic, no?] keeping a wary eye on a certain friend's bag as he says his last goodbyes before the Big Move. four tabs open in mozilla: dscvry, facebook, blogger, and the porterville recorder archives.
recently, an old friend was in an accident of some kind. we just know that he had surgery and miraculously has feeling in his legs, but will have to learn to walk. ok i lied. not just an old friend. someone i dated. horrendous, really, to hear just a bit of that story. wondering, wondering wondering what happened.
so i did what every tech-ish gal with too much free time would do...i searched the local papers' online archives. unfortunately, there is no mention of a devastating accident involving said dated-person. what i have found are the following headlines. true to a small town mentality...
[admittedly, only the utterly inane listed]
man report 45 bails of hay stolen from exeter site
stick fight in porterville ends in three arrests
pets also affected by heat
man reportedly shoots own hand
aaaaaaand my personal favorite:
machete-wielding man jailed after alleged threats over litter
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in another world thousands of miles away. here i am, readying myself for a new semester and a new neighborhood.
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Friday, August 21, 2009
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