Heroes of the Day

Given the overall crappiness of the past week, I am happy to say that I have heroes to thank for their extra-wonderful friendship and help:

Hero Number 1: No surprise it's Andrew. Saturday was a really hard day for me... or at least the culmination of a series of bad days. By that night I was tired and edgy and in pain (I've been sick for about a month). I called him when I left the Folger and found out he had just reached home in the Spring. When he heard how awful I sounded, he offered to turn around and pick me up from Union Station. AND he took me to Giant to get some painkillers. All he asked for in return? A Sprite.

Hero Number 2: Brandon. Brandon lives in my building, and was little more than an acquaintance in college days gone by. We have often passed each other on the street, but a succinct nod has been our only mode of communication. Last night when I locked myself out of my apartment (right after the roomates left for WSC until 4am), Brandon was getting off of the Super Shuttle outside. When I asked him if he knew the number for the Gatehouse, he not only stopped to search his phone, but invited me up to his apartment to wait somewhere warm. THEN when the Gatehouse guys got on my case again about being un-ID-ed, Brandon expressed his hospitability and engaged me in conversation until they got back to me and said they would let me in. I'm really glad that he lives here and is such a nice person. Catching up with him (even for 10 minutes) was pretty neat.

Heroes Numbers 3 and 4: Lee and Steve. Both were present at H-street after I got mugged, and both went above and beyond to show their support and care. Lee gave me a long ride home and stayed with me when the cops came to talk. Steve encouraged me not to blame myself, and to remain positive. Both were the source of many warms and fuzzies.

Heroes Numbers 5,6,7,8: Allie, Meghan, Megan, and Matt. My closest friends here in the Spring. I really feel like they've done everything they could in the past week to make me feel better... even if I'm too much of a Negative Nancy (haha) to take it well. I've actually REALLY appreciated the hugs and the commiserating a LOT. But since my face was contorted with fury or pain a lot of the time, I'm not sure that made it across.

SPECIAL BONUS HEROES: Mullen and Becca for their constant Facebook messaging. I love you guys so much and miss you mucho muchy.


Sooo... yeah. Blonde adventure last night locking myself out of the apartment. And do you KNOW how much PAPERWORK there is to get an ID!?!? Or just how often you USE your ID?!?!? Or just how many expensive and restrictive loops there are in the masses and masses of beurocratic paperwork? I feel like I'm choking on it!

But anyway, that's about it. I've allowed this blog to serve as a ranting ground and I hope that is over now. Thanks to my friends who wrote me. I appreciate it. Back to the CSI marathon.