Visiting my sister. We went downtown yesterday. There must be a ship in town because there were navy boys EVERYWHERE. They even had the little hats and peacoats. KILL ME.
I wanted to make a sign that said “free hugs to navy boys” but she wouldn’t let me.
She’s no fun.
Listening to a documentary on
msnbc NBCnews about Stateville Correctional Center in Joliet, Illinois. Actually, it’s located outside of city limits, but close enough.
This documentary talks about Stateville’s reputation for violence, gang and drug activity. It goes on to mention that some of Chicago’s, nay, Illinois’s, nay, the country’s most violent offenders have been housed there. John Wayne Gacy was executed there in…1994, I think.
Fun fact„ which surely won’t be mentioned in this documentary: The high school I graduated from is, oh, about a mile up the road. We had bars on our windows. We had lockdowns, when the prisoners would riot, or god forbid, escape, before Columbine was an inkling to those boys.
The most fun fact of all? The city-sanctioned, very well-known haunted house (named after said correctional facility) was in a cornfield across the street from the prison.
1) They have great water (Lake Michigan water, eff yeah!), especially compared to mine.
2) I always have to duck in the shower because the shower head is so low. But it’s ok because squats!
1) If I could hurt myself today, I did. I punched the elevator door (not on purpose,) I dropped things, I tripped over things and at one point there was inadvertent tape involved.
2) I drove through ALL THE CONSTRUCTION EVER.
3) I’m visiting good people and I’m happy. I always hate the driving part, but I love being here.
4) It’s very warm and I disagree with this.
5) I’ve been up for 20 hours now. Woo! Time for bed.
6) I got to talk to friends for a long time today. Friends make me happy.
7) All in all, it was a good day. I hope yours was, too.
8) This one is because I don’t like odd numbers.
I miss Chicago. Not necessarily because of any supposed convenience because I have that here. But the city has a completely different vibe than this one, and I miss it.
I’ve been waffling about moving back for a (long) while but never really made the commitment.
Made that commitment this week and I’m starting the steps to get there.
Step 1) Find a job
So…anyone need a PR person?