Any Which Way to Smile

It fascinates me... This job.
Seeing a kid with Downs syndrome, a set number of years on her life, and her mother's completely worried with how her meat should be cooked.

Her daughter could care less what she puts in her mouth, as long as it fills the crevice of hunger.
The difference, is amazing. Yet, you'd think the mother would be careless about the little idiosyncrasies. This is just how I viewed the situation.

All I know is, I'm very aware of my actions, how they make people feel.
I'm aware because of people like that.


I've recently made a list of things I wanted to do, or things I needed to buy, before this upcoming New York trip. I made a list, and then I threw it away yesterday, because I didn't think I'd manage the money.
Chris called two days ago, explaining that I needed to fork over four hundred of my savings for the apartment's rent. We'd go to court if I didn't. I definitely don't want a court date, or anything on my record.
I've done nothing negative in this situation.
Chris called again today... It was like a big joke to me.
The whole ordeal was ridiculous, and it didn't even exist!

He read the damn paperwork wrong.

I want to say he's an idiot. That would be too harsh.
Though, I'll just break down and call him a "Scuttlebutt" for spreading stupid rumors and forcing me near hysterics.

Stupid scuttlebutt.

Another note... I've quit smoking. Two days now. Cold Turkey. You can hold that against me, if you see me light up.

You won't see me light up.

Neither will hidden cameras.

posted by Tim @ 8:45 PM