Jason Borelli’s trial started today (if you need a password, try bugmenot.com).
It’s hard to read about all of it again. I took that 911 call. The first one anyways; the one where I listened to Leah Gustafson be brutally beaten and stabbed to death. The second is Brandi’s call, once she hears Leah screaming for help. I’ve listened to both several times. I can still hear Leah Gustafson scream if I think about it, that’s how the call ends. I can hear Brandi Johnson screaming into the phone for help. Crying. “Oh my god! Oh my god!” “She’s my best friend.” “She’s been stabbed! She’s all cut up!” The raw emotion coming over the phone. The urgency of the officers waiting for medical to arrive; others following the trail of blood, kicking in Borelli’s door, searching the house, arresting him. And before I knew it, it was over. It just leaves you with a big, “what the fuck just happened”. And it’s so far out of the realm of normal that you never do come to terms with it.
Still no pictures.
The funny part is have pictures ready to post, all sitting in a nice little folder on the external hard drive that’s hooked up the computer I’m on right now, I just can’t upload them. So I can look at them all I want, I just can’t share.
I swear, there will be a photo posted today (since it’s technically Tuesday, that gives me some time).
Well, I’m almost completely moved into my new place. I’m posting from work since I don’t have my computer set up at the new place, and I don’t have internet at the old. That’s why there’s no pictures either, I can’t upload any. Monday photos will return! Bare with me until then.
I’m “working” right now. Honestly, it’s pretty unbelievable how bored I am. Now if I was responsible I’d be doing my schoolwork, but I just can’t concentrate. I know as soon as I do the phone is going to ring and I’ll forget where I was and what was going on…
The only productive thing I’ve done tonight is finish crocheting the baby blanket I’ve been working on. It has bobbles. Don’t worry, I know that’s not interesting.
Apparently, while I was out taking pictures yesterday, I made someone nervous. Someone called the cops on me. I was on public property, so that wasn’t an issue…I was away from my car too, so the officer stops behind my car, sits for a while (I’d assume running my plate, and then me), watches me for a while, then leaves. This is the first time the cops have been called on me (well, called and they’ve responded anyway). Generally I’m out taking pictures in the middle of the night, or early, early morning…and in odd places, and no one cares. I go out in the middle of the afternoon, by a public boat landing, and someone calls the cops… WTF…
One of the people I deal with all the time at work died. I saw her name in the obituaries. A couple weeks ago, while she was in jail, her other half killed himself. Now I want to know how/why she died, even though I’m sure I already know. …I really don’t know why I care…
See? I made it out of my apartment :) Statistics? Papers that are worth a quarter of my grade? Thought essays on the governments role in regulating moral behavior? Packing? Laundry? Dishes? Nah…Who wants to do any of that? Oh yeah, and there’s those two books I’m suppose to finish reading. ….But yeah, I have to get ready and go to class.
Oh yeah, Burger King for breakfast. And since two of my three classes today were cancelled, as soon as I finish eating my healthy breakfast I’m going to go take pictures. Promise.
This is my favorite purchase from Mexico. I haven’t had any time to go take new pictures, so in the interest of posting something, I took a picture of this carving. Hopefully I’ll be able to go out and take new pictures sometime soon, but I really can’t promise anything. You might end up with more pictures from around my half-packed, messy, messy apartment.
There’s too much going on in my life right now. My blog is just one more thing to worry about, so in the interest of my sanity, I’m taking a short break from it. My other options? Quit my job, drop out of school, and/or divorce my whole family. All of which I’d really love to do right now, but don’t worry, I won’t go into all the reasons of why.
I should be back in a week or so.
I photoshopped out a sign because I found it too distracting.
Before-
And after-
