*hugs wishonredsox.* I'm thinking of you.

In addition to waking up feeling crappy this morning, I had one of *those* feelings that something wasn't right...

And I picked up the paper, which I hardly ever do, and sure enough...my volunteer at work...her husband died yesterday. He's been sick for quite awhile, cancer of the liver. And my boss's husband has been diagnosed with stage 4 cancer of the liver and colon.

So I had two dreams last night that I can recall in detail. Both odd.

( Weirdness in my head. )

and online...and my heart still skips a beat every time. It still hasn't sunk it. I still just...can't even believe it.

Steve Irwin died in a diving expedition when he was stung by a stingray. :( http://www.yahoo.com/s/383096

I...don't even know how to react...

I don't understand people. I don't understand how they can do some of the things that they do. I don't understand how someone can go into the house where a 28 year old pregnant woman and her nine year old son are and stab them to death. I just don't fucking understand it.