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COREYCHRISTIANSCOTT
C	is for	Classy
O	is for	Optimistic
R	is for	Revolutionary
E	is for	Enchanting
Y	is for	Yummy
C	is for	Cheesy
H	is for	Honest
R	is for	Responsible
I	is for	Intelligent
S	is for	Skillful
T	is for	Tricky
I	is for	Influential
A	is for	Adaptable
N	is for	Nerdy
S	is for	Spiritual
C	is for	Charming
O	is for	Odd
T	is for	Tricky
T	is for	Timeless

What Does Your Name Mean?

Seriously, the first "C" came up like that all on its own...

EDIT: That's odd. It changed when I posted it. The first "C" said "Chipper" on the actual quiz, which was a nickname my mom gave me growing up (which, like most kid's nicknames, I eventually hated). Why would it change like that? What kind of lame HTML is this?!?

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So, a friend from work killed himself last night.

The key to that, a "friend from work." Meaning, while in the store I thought the world of the guy, I didn't really spend time with him outside of it. For no other reason that I have very little to do concerning life away from work. Still, I liked him. I enjoyed the days that he was working because I liked having him around. Also, he just started dating someone else from work that I think very highly of, and I was pretty excited about them being a couple.

I've known him for about as long as I've worked there. About four years. He'd left for a while... had a problem with alchohol. They let him go, but I don't think officially. He cleaned up, made a lot of changes in his life. He came back for the Christmas season, but I thought he might be sticking around. He came in yesterday, in fact, and I was asking why I hadn't seen him (said he was essentially seasonal). He seemed perfectly fine, but, seeing as how it was work, I was busy doing stuff and didn't get to talk to him.

That's pretty much been the popular theme. "I saw him yesterday. He seemed fine. Didn't really get to talk to him much."

There's a part of the brain that likes to suppose that your involvement, your being there, could somehow make a difference in a situation like this. Like, if I'd had just a couple minutes free to talk with him, maybe I could've seen something was wrong, or just made him feel like he was important, or something. It's usually a crock, but, hell, it's an unexplainable situation, so you try to rationalize something.

I don't want to pretend like we were super close, or that this is somehow devistating to my life. Another person at work pretty much summed it up.

"If you stopped coming in tomorrow, I'd be okay. Probably wouldn't think about it too much. Every once in a while, yeah, I'd think back to knowing you. But I'd at least feel like I could see you again at some point."

The idea that, yesterday I saw someone and hoped he'd get to stay at the job because I liked having him around, and today... nothing. Not a chance. That is, I guess, the hard part.

The girl he was dating... there's the usual work rumors around the whole place. One of them is that she's the one that found him. I hope to God that's not the case. She's a really great person who has not had an exactly easy life, and people are... well, a lot of people at work are pricks to her. Like I said, I was really happy when they got together because I wanted to see something good happening for both of them. I hate to think about what she's going through right now. I wonder if she's even going to come back to the store.

One guy today... he just said the worst thing I could think of. I was dumbfounded by how cruel he was. I almost don't want her to come back to that kind of place. But he's one guy, and everyone else, while not great... Some people would try to be there for her, at least.

I really don't have a point.

Senior Year Meme I stole from Annegoblin

What year was it? 1989

What were your favorite bands or musical artists? It was all hair-metal. Warrant, Dokken... I do think Violent Femmes was in there somewhere though. Some redeaming quality.

What was your favorite outfit? I had a long, black trench coat. Some things never change (in fact, I still have that one. But I wear it rarely these days).

What was up with your hair? Long. Oh, and grandma convinced me to perm it, which pretty much killed any chance I had of having sex in my senior year.

Who were your best friends? Paul, Monte, Todd, Larry, John P. Stayed that way until I left Michigan.

Where did you work? Work?

Did you take the bus? Not usually. Walked a lot, or Paul was our ride whenever possible. Loved that Mustang.

Who did you have a crush on? Julie Matta. Not my only crush, but my most major, and certainly the one most worth noting.

Did you fight with your parents? Not at that point. Life was pretty good.

Who did you have a CELEBRITY crush on? Jesus, I don't know. Shannon Dougherty? I barely remember that year, as far as celebrity was concerned.

Did you smoke cigarettes? Off and on, mostly because of my friends smoking. Irregularly at best.

Did you lug all of your books around in your backpack because you were too nervous to find your locker? My locker became storage for a stolen gravestone, so, no, I didn't use it much.

Did you have a 'clique'? Anti-clique. Just my friends, who pretty much were all opposites, but none of us fit in that well with other groups, so we had each other.

Did you have "The Max" like Zach, Kelly, and Slater? Is that a hangout thing? Um... No. My house or Paul's house were the most likely places we'd be. Or the Strip, where we'd drive up and down attempting to pick up women (everyone did this back then. I was amazed the one time it actually worked. And the girls we met turned out to be really fantastic people).

Admit it, were you popular? In the sense that people knew who I was, and most of them wanted me dead... sure.

Who did you want to be just like? Michael Sweet, the lead singer of Stryper. Yeah, I'll cop to it.

What did you want to be when you grew up? Was pretty sure I wanted to be in a band, but mostly just wanted to be a song-writer. And a DJ, I definitely wanted to go into radio. Or advertising. That's the only one I still want to do.