First thoughts...

Wednesday morning I head off to Target for my boss, and I decide to go into downtown before making my way out of that area to get to the store, when I'm passing my alumni: the campus of UHD (my school).

So I'm driving along the (very small) bridge which is over a bayou and where the metro train stops, and I look to my left and see traffic being somewhat blocked, and then I notice...

There's a young black girl standing on the bridge wall. She's holding on to this pole thing really tightly, and she's crying.

My first thought (sadly) is 'This bridge is not high enough to create enough impact to the water to kill her.' And this is in rapid succession: 'This day must have been too much for her', THEN, 'What the HELL GUYS??? PULL HER OFF THE WALL SHE'S JUST STANDING THERE HOLDING ON TO A POLE!!!' And then I thought. 'Man. I really didn't want to see a jumper today. ARGH!! ...Poor girl.'

And as I'm thinking all this crap as I'm driving, (I've already passed her WAY BACK WHEN) I realize if I'd been able to just pull over somewhere, ANYWHERE without blocking stupid Houston traffic, I would've just run up from behind (where she wouldn't have noticed me, and manhandled her to the ground. I don't even think I would've cared if she hit her head on the ground, she was SO YOUNG. It just makes me so upset to see this and the same dialogue runs through my head... It's not worth it to just try and take your life away when it hasn't even started... I just wanted to scream that at her, but I wasn't, wouldn't, didn't. The cop had just gotten there as I was passing them, and cops turn off my internal alarms. Which is quite amusing, seeing as I work in a law office and half the relatives of the other partner are cops.

And the kicker! I promoted Ingrid Michaelson to some friends through email, and if I did that from ingrid's website, it says that we'd be thanked with a special download after the album was released (which I bought from iTunes :)) So, I receive this email late afternoon when I'm watching the clock and staring as the minute hand starts to move in super slow snail speed (haha, all the 's' words, there's an English term for that), and I get all excited because this is what makes desk workers excited-new music- and I look at the title of the track. (Background info-back in junior high someone in my grade committed suicide, then in every year of high school someone I personally KNEW committed suicide, the short of it - I promised myself that I would never commit suicide) So 3 years ago I acquired this documentary titled 'The Bridge'. It's about the San Francisco bridge. Jumpers, basically. So when I see the title of the song, I think back to that documentary, and then I get sad because I remember my promise, and the friends I had before they decided things were too much.

And I think, please no...

Ingrid has a song about suicidal people, and the lyrics are...aptly put, but still disturbing. And I didn't like this coincidence at all. LOL Goodness. This job is quite surely numbing my emotions and aptitude for empathy.


That's sad.

How's everyone else out there??

New Layout :)

Now I just have to figure out how to get a header on this...

Any html savvy people out there that could hook me up??

I miss my LJ time. So much going on.

Still working on hermionebigbang As in, the two soundtracks I'm doing for fics

It's gonna be awesome

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