Life or something like it

Missed Mardi Gras this year. Feels funny. I went every single year when I lived in Louisiana, from when I was a tiny baby until I was 23.

Seems a police officer I knew was killed about two weeks ago. I didn't know him well, but we went to school together and he was always nice to me on the rare occasisons we did speak. He was a good guy.

Still, even though I barely knew him, something about a police officer being killed in the line of duty is so rotten and sad...worse in some ways than the other deaths I've lived through in recent years. I guess because he died protecting others instead of just innocently getting blindsided by something or deliberately choosing death.

On another note, by wisdom teeth (or the holes where they used to be) are feeling a bit better. Did I mention the teeth being cut out? No, I didn't. Well, let's see...it went like this 1. big test 2. death of close friend 3. wisdom teeth out 4. find out policeman is dead 5. write this entry. It's been quite a two weeks.

And my husband TD left today for a job interview in Chicago. Here's hoping. I am so freaking ready to LEAVE this place. I was scheduled to leave a year ago at Christmas but then TD proposed to me and asked me to stay for one more year. So I said yes, but during that time ALL of my friends moved away and it has truly sucked. SUCKED SUCKED. Anyway. Chicago would be okay. I was hoping for someplace warmer, but if they decide they want him for the job, we'll take it! The economy is too tight right now to be too choosy. And Poetry Professors (which is what TD is) are not in real high demand ever anyway.
We'll see how it all turns out!