Straight No Chaser

Under the Bridge

a reference both to this morning's soundtrack--red hot chili peppers on repeat--and to the attitude i've decided to adopt for the evening. marcus was an asshole this weekend, completely inexcusably insensitive, and he would have gotten an earful for it tonight, but managed to say just the right thing on the phone a few minutes ago, and hence will probably be spared. it's very humbling to look at this objectively, and see how powerless i am.

to avoid overthinking, i'm going to focus today on other people's lives rather than my own. we had campus-wide internet problems all this past weekend, and writing.com didn't work consistently, but as of today i'm caught up on all the journals i particularly care about.

seems like grim's situation runs roughly parallel to mine, in an inexact, counterintuitive kind of way. revelation, resolution, redemption...lather, rinse, repeat. but he stays positive, whereas i wallow. no particular examples spring to mind. but otherwise, people are doing well, or at the very least reminding me that my petty problems aren't so bad. i'm on literal pins and needles waiting to find out the outcome of anood's court case four days from now, generally crossing my fingers for christina, et cetera. distractions, distractions.