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I just witnessed something very incredible. Livejournal is one of those incredible things… allows you to see tiny windows into random people’s lives (or people sorted by region, interest or community)… I just caught a glimpse of perhaps a star imploding… a nightmare shining…

I witnessed an intimate confession thrown out into the universe with so much fear and apprehension that its tension was a tangible entity detectable even in such a static and stoic medium as text on a computer screen often is.

This person is someone I’ve admired from a distance since I found their journal. Whenever I comment there, it takes me sometimes 30 minutes to compose a message, and just as long to become satisfied with it enough to submit it… I feel like I put on a mask there… inspired by his gossamer images and poetry… an attempt to be his equal.

Nightmare confessed, and the universe poured its love all around him… supported him in his fear and anxiety and reassured him that he was still real. God… To have the world hold you close like that. Only I can’t help but imagine the agony he went through to bring himself up to that point…

I was so deeply moved by his confession… I know that someday I might go through something similar. He gave me hope.

After tonight I think that the little “speech” all employees of Wallace Theaters must memorize should be altered a little. I think that they should replace the “as a courtesy to others, please turn all cell phones and pagers to vibrate” line with the following:

“As a courtesy to others, please turn all cell phones and pagers to vibrate and please refrain from having SEX in the theater until you are outside and in the privacy of your own homes.”

I walked in on these two kids having sex at work today. Oh god, that was NOT pretty. I was out doing my theater checks… where you go in and check for people with their feet on the chairs and check for messes etc… I walked into the last theater I had to do, and immediately noticed… um… rhythmic movement coming from the back corner… but it stopped as soon as I walked in. I thought “oh man. stupid kids making out.” I walked down to the end of the row, came back and as I passed the two kids, I looked a little closer to make sure they weren’t doing anything stupid….. And I saw the guy’s pants wadded around his ankles. Oh man. I went and got the manager…. God… that was soo sick. I didn’t witness what happened next, but my two managers both went into the theater… and then Kelly (my training advisor) came back out with this look of like *disgust* on her face saying “she asked me for a FLASHLIGHT”… Apparently the girl wanted the flashlight to look for the condom that her boyfriend had hastily removed and flung to the floor. Needless to say, the two were promptly kicked out… But they left there slimy condom wrapper on the floor and poor kelly had to go sweep it up. She was so disgusted. I bet she’d have incinerated the entire garbage bag it was thrown away in if she had been able to.

So anyway… Today was a very slow day at the theater, but it was by no means BORING….

anyway… I’ll tell you all about how I was pulled over by cops TWICE in one night the other night… oh man… this has been a long week.

Cheers