But more important than any of these was the vast, accretive weight of small things, from planes which hadn't crashed to men and women who had come to the correct place at the perfect time and thus founded generations. He saw kisses exchanged in doorways and wallets returned and men who had come to a splitting of the way and chosen the right fork. He saw a thousand random meetings that weren't random, ten thousand right decisions, a hundred thousand right answers, a million acts of unacknowledged kindnesses. ...For every brick that landed on the ground instead of some little kid's head, for every tornado that missed the trailer park, for every missile that didn't fly, for every hand stayed from violence, there was the Tower.
If Livejournal were a subject in school, I'd receive a big old "F" for "FAIL." This is a theme with all my recent posts, so maybe I should stop apologizing for it. Still, it's been like 3 weeks since I posted last, and every time I sat down to post I felt like I had either too much to say or not enough, so I just put it off again. Christ. And I know I missed at least one important birthday (I LOVE YOU revid!!!) and a new job (CONGRATULATIONS tasyfa!!!) so deep apologies for that.
Life has been fine. Kaplan has hired me and is going to get back to me tomorrow or Tuesday about the training schedule for this month (hooray!). I had a great time with all my Green Day geeks when and_ed, thelackey, and revid came to visit, and we teamed up with leighrowena, _somniac_, and indie_wonka and all went and had ourselves a fun-filled karaoke time. (That was the voicepost, by the way. Karaoke. Heh.) I went home briefly to Ohio for a visit (haunted busrides and flaming semis, oh my!) and caught Alkaline Trio and Rise Against down in LA for Halloween as a last-minute trip when a Blood PAct friend won tickets to the concert. I've been happily reading and writing as much as I can get away with and not get yelled at by someone (read: my boss). Life is pretty good.
Election is in two days. TWO DAYS. I'm giving myself ulcers over here, people. I check fivethirtyeight obsessively, and I cross-check at BCC.co.uk and MSNBC too, because I'm a freak like that. I will be SO FUCKING GRATEFUL when it's over and life can be semi-normal again.
Aaaaand I'm full and feeling stupid, so I think I'll end this here. Have a great night everyone!
Thanks to everyone who commented with comfort and kind words on my last post. I read every single one, but I just have been too overwhelmed to respond. I'm going to see my father and probably attend a memorial for my grandmother next month, round the 11th thru the 14th. Sigh.
In other, more prosaic news.... Oh god, oh god, why do I suck?The San Francisco Music Festival, Outside Lands, is today through Sunday in Golden Gate Park, which is... rightoverthere. Like, seriously, I could wander over to the festival in ten minutes TOPS. Nevermind the fact I totally can't afford the ticket price (owwwww broke!) but look at the goddamn lineup.
Radiohead, Wilco, Regina Spektor, Manu Chau, Cake, Cafe Tacuba, Lupe Fiasco, Jack Johnson, Tom Petty & the Heartbreakers, Rodrigo & Gabriela, The Black Keyes, Wilco, Beck, Primus, Ben Harper, and there were at least 5 others that made me want to crawl under my desk and weep because I'm scheduled to work. WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY. I AM SO MADE OF FAIL FOR NOT KNOWING ABOUT THIS SOONER, ARGH!!!
You may new return to your regularly scheduled Friday. Sigh.
EDIT: Oh lord, I totally forgot - I'm meeting leighrowena for lunch today, as she just got into town last weekend and we have yet to hang out! Squeal, I am so very excited!