9:00 a.m. - 1-25-04
i fear the reaper
i don't even know what to do. i came into spokane from amsterdam last night, so excited about so many different things: moving, school, changing it up, seeing my friends again. it wasn't until we were eatting dinner, somewhere in spokane, that my mom rather cavalierly mentioned that someone from my work had died.
in two clues, i knew it my was my little katie, a girl that has worked as my other half all year and was one of the most sincere, sweet, innocent and true people i have come across. she cared a lot about other people and i'm so happy i was one of them. working with her was great, because she did what i didn't want to do and never held it against me. she wanted to take care of other people whenever she could, help the paper whenever she could.
she was 20 fucking years old and she died in her sleep. i haven't cried yet, but as soon as i get in a room with anyone from the paper, i don't know what to expect. i wish that i could have some kind of physical manifestation of how much i fucking hate that she died and how outraged i am but all i can do is pull back more and more.
