Herald News cutting back on Proofreaders

Unless, of course, the moral of the story is supposed to be "too much fun will kill you." Check out the typo in the headline at the very top, in the blue.

The real moral of this story is this: Just because SpellCheck didn't catch it, doesn't mean there aren't any typos. PROOFREAD!!

If you can't fix it, you gotta stand it.

I'm very sad about Heath Ledger. He was one of my favorites.

My dad was lying on the couch in the family room watching CNN, because he's boring, and I was on the computer, doing something pointless, because I'm me. I heard him yell for me, I think he thought I was in the basement. I wasn't sure what he wanted, his tone of voice seemed sort of urgent. That was when he told me. "Heath Ledger is dead." Obviously my first reaction was that he had gotten the information wrong. I read it for my self on cnn.com, but I still don't really believe it. There is a part of me that honestly expects Heath to show up on the news tomorrow with a very Twain-esque "reports of my death have been greatly exaggerated." Because- Patrick Verona cannot be dead. It's not possible. When I told my mother the news, I laughed. Inappropriate, I know, but the words coming out of my mouth just seemed so rediculous.

I still have a magazine cut-out, an ad for 10 Things I Hate About You, on my bedroom wall. I also have not one, but two James Dean posters in my room. Coincidence? I think not. Both eternally young, beautiful, and cool; both figures that will always raise the question of what would have come of their obvious talents had they not died so tragically young.

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Ok, I don't want to get all emo on you or anything, but this past week has been awful. Let me list the ways.

• I had a terrible head-cold all week.
• I had four tests.
• I scored a D on one of the tests.
• If I keep getting Ds on his tests, I'm going to get a D in the class.
• Ds are failing grades in major classes.
• This is supposed to be my last semester of classes. If I fail, I'm screwed.
• My friend Delores was in the hospital. She missed a week of classes, but I didn't find out until yesterday that she was in the hospital. She was back in classes today.
• I've been working well above my maximum hours a week.
• My great aunt died. She was ninety and had suffered a stroke, so it really wasn't a suprise, but still sad.

Add to this all the normal stresses and I seriously feel like my brain and my soul are melting.

Blackie

"All dogs go to heaven because, unlike people, dogs are naturally good and loyal and kind."
All Dogs Go To Heaven

You were a good dog, Blackie.
Rest in Peace.

It's a little funny.

Abby: click
Miranda: steve irwin is a smart man
Abby: ahahahahahah i laughed so hard. it was wrong, but that guy had it coming
Miranda: yeah i heard it on the radio this morning.
Miranda: i was amused.
Abby: the people in my room when i heard were sad. not even a little amused.
Abby: disappointing
Miranda: not even a little amused? c'mon. it's tres amusing. sure, it's sad and all. but seriously.
Abby: i know. i dug myself straight into hell trying to convince people it was funny.
Miranda: you were going to hell anyway.
Abby: true enough