I don't need to go over the day's events... I'm sure if they're not still being re-ran on the TV over and over, then they still are in your head. And they'll continue to do so for the rest of your life, less and less every day, but they'll never leave you.

I was at work. Good ol' Ritz Camera in Broomall, PA. Stuck in a place, disconnected from the tragedy, disconnected from the life and death struggle just 103 miles away, unable to help, unable to grief, unable to watch the day unfold, and unable to let that tear go for the thousands of people killed. I was sick to my stomach, standing there, asking these heart-less creatures if they want one set or two. I didn't care. I wanted to bark at them, "Why aren't you home?!" ----- Apparently, taking a gander at our fine collection of picture frames was more important than paying attention to our country under attack!
Damn you! Damn you to hell!

And damn those who created this chaos! You will NOT dance around in celebration for long. You will NOT be forgiven, forgotten, or spared. You WILL die... and I can only pray you die painfully.


And to top it all off!!!!!!!
I get home to find my cell-phone STILL was not activated! Do not be surprised if by tomorrow the AT&T building has been flattened as well. I am really, REALLY pissed off.