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Winners, Day Three: The 2024 Hollmann Awards
5 weeks ago
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
Sadness....
It's not at one that V means to ignore you, it's just that old dilemma of living so much life that one has no time to write it down!! How did Pepys do it?!?!
However, to reform to Miss V's resolutions....
A prayer, well-wishes, and the hopes of a thousand avenging angels to The Standard. Lest the last prt sound in jest, let me assure you, I mean every bit. Two employees were robbed late at night, and one was killed.
Actually, I had more, but after that, they seem like nothing. I need a day or so. I'm tired of this. It's not just the city, every place sees more and more crime. It's not good, and it's not fair. Me and all me friends, we thought death was something that happened when you're old, and we've had all these deaths, from freak accidents, from illness and now from people who don't give a fuck about their fellow man and just killing them. No matter what age you are, it's too young. We shouldn't have this. That bartender should be playing video games, or pouring a drink, or telling a joke, or whatever he loved to do, I don't know I didn't know him.
He can't moan at the Santa Clause 3 or pretend to grudgingly give in to A Christmas Story, while secretly loving it the whole time.
There's no more Valentines or fireworks.
And all that is still nothing, because he has no more day to day. No bills, no car, nothing.
I really meant for this to be happy but I can't. I can only think of two employees, one who survived, which I can't even dream of having those memories, and one who will never have a memory again.
Note: I have changed some items since, as a lot of information that was reported has since turned out to be exaggerated, mainly in the shooting and death. This does not change my feelings toward the matter at hand, but the community is working together and at this point we need to focus more on that and less on melodramatic writings.
However, to reform to Miss V's resolutions....
A prayer, well-wishes, and the hopes of a thousand avenging angels to The Standard. Lest the last prt sound in jest, let me assure you, I mean every bit. Two employees were robbed late at night, and one was killed.
Actually, I had more, but after that, they seem like nothing. I need a day or so. I'm tired of this. It's not just the city, every place sees more and more crime. It's not good, and it's not fair. Me and all me friends, we thought death was something that happened when you're old, and we've had all these deaths, from freak accidents, from illness and now from people who don't give a fuck about their fellow man and just killing them. No matter what age you are, it's too young. We shouldn't have this. That bartender should be playing video games, or pouring a drink, or telling a joke, or whatever he loved to do, I don't know I didn't know him.
He can't moan at the Santa Clause 3 or pretend to grudgingly give in to A Christmas Story, while secretly loving it the whole time.
There's no more Valentines or fireworks.
And all that is still nothing, because he has no more day to day. No bills, no car, nothing.
I really meant for this to be happy but I can't. I can only think of two employees, one who survived, which I can't even dream of having those memories, and one who will never have a memory again.
Note: I have changed some items since, as a lot of information that was reported has since turned out to be exaggerated, mainly in the shooting and death. This does not change my feelings toward the matter at hand, but the community is working together and at this point we need to focus more on that and less on melodramatic writings.
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