Unexpected

I found out yesterday afternoon that a high school friend of mine killed himself and his wife. We hung out occasionally--mostly at school, which was the case with the majority of my friends.

He was a super cynical guy. real funny. I remember taking his senior yearbook photo. It was of him smelling a red flower in my mom's garden. His senior quote (that was eventually printed below it) read: Quite frankly, this place sickens me.

His wife was my sisters' age. Actually, they were classmates from high school. I also knew her. I don't know what happened to him. I lost touch with all my high school friends on purpose. that's probably a good thing.

it just all sounds so unlike him. the him i used to know.

Busy Weekend

I've been wanting to write for some time, it's just been one hell of a week/past couple of weeks. I finally got a job two weeks ago at Multifaith Works as the admin assistant with the peer recovery network. It's my first full-time experience, and I feel like it's pretty much the same as having to work part time and go to school full time.

This weekend was mad. I pretty much worked the whole time. I did a photo job for Babeland for their 15th Anniversary on Thursday night and spent all day editing on Saturday. I also had two concert posters to make up by Sunday night. One is for a benefit show for Martha Manning, co-owner of the Wildrose. She was in a freak gas pump accident that can be read about here.

All donations will go towards helping pay off medical bills.