Friday, December 19, 2003

The most wonderful time of the year?

Hey back home on a Friday night- listening to my Best of Sheryl Crow and just unwinding from a week of work. I needed to deposit my paycheck- still haven't gotten the paperwork done for electronic payment- so I still have to run up to Brookings and do it. I could pretend that I didn't come home last weekend, but that would make me a liar. I came home on Sunday- I got to see my niece's church Christmas pagent and watched the Survivor finale with my mom. It was a very satisfying finale- I wanted Sandra to win out of the last four. So when I woke up early on Sunday I saw the news about Saddam's capture. It is a little surreal- he just seemed to calm in the videos released. Madeline Albright said my thoughts exactly- she questioned if they(Bush's administration) were going to bring out Osama at the right time (as in for the re-election). I really don't want to believe it- but it is just too weird. Don't get me wrong I'm really glad- because he is a bad man- but anyway....

Another thing that I need to talk about is on World AIDS Day in early December I watched a documentary about the Orphans of AIDS in Africa. It was the saddest thing I have seen in a long time- I just couldn't stop- it makes you feel so helpless to see these young children go through the deaths of both parents and be all alone- because their grandparents are dead- their aunts and uncles are dead or dying- and most of their neighbors are in the same boat. It really is a terrible epidemic- and I have no idea how it can be stopped, and what I can do to help....

Anyway I came up to Brookings tonight not only to drop off my check, but I was going to go to a movie with my friend. But she just called me and cancelled- so now I have to find something to occupy my time. I could clean my parent's house- that is the good thing about living by myself- I like to have everything in order and luckily I don't have anyone else making a mess- just me and my cat. Sorry I have to go and curl into a ball and weep for my lonely cat loving self... maybe I'll chat more tomorrow

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