Sometimes...I just can't flipping stand it. I think I'm ready to be done.

As the song says...

Next time you point a finger, I'll point you to the mirror.

just call me Lotus

I've decided to go fully mobile.

My resistance to technology (I love technology, don't get me wrong. In fact, I used to love everything about it. But, my mind has a way of pushing things that would otherwise be tragic out of my head in an effort to disconnect and anything techno was a casualty. I'm still trying to figure out how to make my modem wireless. Don't analyze it...just move along) has been futile.

It just makes sense at this point. Where I work, is providing me with an enormous discount with my new cell provider. At least my employment connections are paying off somewhere.

I have to make cuts, and the land line is one of them. So goes my DSL as well. My resistance (see exacerbated explanation above) to cable internet...history.

Besides, my new phone is really pretty. :P

Rachel's a smart girl. She's not an Honor's student, but she gets straight A's. She friendly, she's nice, she's good natured and fun to be around.

She's smart. Did I mention that?

She's knows when she is being treated differently. She knows when she is left out, avoided and been forgotten. She won't say much about it. But don't take that for oblivion.

She's smart. I think I've said that once or twice.

She's been through more than others her age, less than some. She doesn't let that affect her person though. She shines through with resilience, beauty and grace. She knows that life is for living and not for wasting time on those that would bring her down. Grown, adult people...spending time to bring down a 15 year old, are senseless, selfish, immature people.

She's smart. Do I have to say it again?

I'm smad

Sometimes it's better not to say anything at all.

brushing it off

Underneath all the ugly growths is, a flesh colored squash. Ick.

Ok, I suppose I could have called it a 'Pretty Pink Pumpkin' or an 'Exotic Glorified Gourd'. It would have sounded much nicer but, it is what it is.

Whatever label you put on something doesn't mean it changes what it is. A liar is a liar. A fake is a fake. And no matter the outcome of my court case, the truth is the truth.

I was down in the dumps last night. Today was a new day, however. I think it went well. I'll be faced with another day, like yesterday, in a couple of months. But it's only one day out of many. And one day isn't much.

Happy Friday.