#terrible end

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[essenceanddescent]

Never been a fan of Dany ... but god damn ...

#DanyDeservedBetter

I saw tonight coming.  I saw it.  But that doesn’t mean it was good or deserved. 

[mustafalaf]

Later the evildoers met a terrible end for rejecting and [repeatedly] mocking God’s revelations.

Quran, Chapter 30, verse 10

[atthefrankensteinplace]

summer concert line up

taylor swift 6/6 

the rolling stones 6/20

dashboard confessional 6/22

brand new 7/2  

waxahatchee 7/15

[therisottoracket]

When I was six or seven I spent the night at friend's house. I want to say it was the first time, but I don't think that it was.

My family had moved to Missouri just before I started kindergarten, which wouldn't have been any big thing, but this particular area is... Very cliquey. Everyone's parents already knew each other's families and my parents were the weirdos from the west coast who chose to wait to have their first kid until they were OLD (29 and 36 - SO OLD). They were involved and got in the PTA's business too much about extracurricular activities that encouraged growth within nature (something the school really should have latched on to, considering there's a massive outdoor hiking trail right behind the campus). 

When I first started school, my mom tried to get recommendations for daycares and tried to talk to some mom's about doing a babysitting swap with each others children, but, as told me recently, the mom's all looked at her "like she had two heads."

SO, it was kind of a big deal when I finally got asked to spend the night at a kid's house. I think to my parents it meant that they were a-ok in the community, especially because the girl's parents were religious (for reference's sake, it should come as no surprise that we were not and the area was very).

I must have went over to the girl's house in the evening because we immediately ate dinner, stir fry. I was cool with stir fry - we had stir fry all the time! Her mom asked me what my family normally ate. I told her burgers, chinese food, salads, pastas, veggie casseroles (I can't entirely remember, but it was normal shit. My mom didn't get into super hippie food until a couple of years later). I told her my fave foods were broccoli and pizza (good choices, baby Rachael). And for some unknown reason her family thought this was the weirdest shit ever. Her mom actually said, "oh, that's just so strange! Why do you eat those things? Why don't you eat normal food? Wow! That's just odd, I can't imagine!" 

I think I just shrugged my shoulders. If I said something to that, I don't remember. My friend's whole family thought it was weird. Even my friend! It took me a long to time to realize that what we ate wasn't strange (no shit), but they were probably so convinced that we were big ole' weirdos that anything I would say would be weird and foreign that it really didn't matter what my response was. 

It kind of went on like until I left the next day. They were incredulous that my favorite show was The Simpsons and that we weren't looking for church here, or oh, that we didn't even go to church. They told me it was strange I didn't eat dessert every night, and that both my parents worked even though my dad worked at a big government agency in the city and must have made "a shitload of cash," (her dad). 

The next day we got up early and went to church. When my parents found out, they were rightfully pissed. My friend's parents were so confused; "we just wanted her to have choices!" They said, "she should know about religion!" Which I now see as a HUGE overstep.

Surprisingly, that girl came and spent the night at my house once, but she left early. Woke my parents up in the middle of the night wanting to go home (she never said why, but her parents said she did that a lot when she spends the night somewhere else).

I don't know why I wrote this, because there's no real moral of the story or concise end. I think about that night every months, but even more so recently. I guess because I'm leaving this area soon for a large city, I'm reflecting on this place more often then usual.