Today three people working at a branch of my work were shot. Two are now dead. A man walked into the office with a shotgun and fired at them. He then fled and hid from police for most of the day. He is now in police custody, recovering from dog bites.
Two people went to work this morning and are not going home. At least not as they should be.
What makes me most angry, upset, bemused, is that there are people online making snide comments that it was inevitable or justified because we work for a government agency. One even said that he should have taken more people out.
I hate people sometimes, and in this case the ignorant f*cks who think they are being funny or clever sit higher on my list than the gun man. Think about what you are saying. Those women are daughters, sisters, mums, aunties, grandmas, wives, cousins and friends.
My workmates are fantastic, dedicated people and we stick together. Even though this happened in another town we stand with them and it is because of this that the stupid attitudes of outsiders will be but annoying blips on the radar. Stay strong Ashburton.
Oh. My. Goodness.
I have just finished the final episode of the Walking Dead game season two.
They managed to make me cry again – though nothing can top the finale of Season 1 – it turns out I cared more than I thought for those I went through season two with than I thought.
And what the hell chapter 5? Two awful decisions?
Bring on season three.
(Pictured – eye, sad, post chapter five).
My rib has been getting increasingly painful over the week. I went to the doctor today who poked and prodded at it causing me to flinch and squeal.
After work we went to see “The Inbetweeners 2″ and every time I laughed (and I laughed a lot) my rib hurt. Then I came home and watched “Modern Family” and laughed some more. Each time it hurt from a laugh it made me laugh more.
So, if you are a fan of the Inbetweeners, my sore rib can confirm you will enjoy the new movie.
Tonight I went out for dessert with some friends. They would never understand but it was tough for me – I was supposed to be playing the final episode of The Walking Dead Game.
My cousin is getting married in England today. (Technically 3am New Zealand time tomorrow).
As I can’t be there I am drinking wine and watching “Superbad”. Hardly the same thing.
It has been an emotional week, what with the wedding and my sister finding out she is expecting a boy. My nephew, who looks set to be Australian.
And contrary to popular belief, NZ and Australia are not the same country.
Good to know that the dog’s treats are both vegetarian AND gluten free.
Like some kind of cheese junkie I was feeling nauseous due to a cheese craving. I am tucking into a lovely cheese sandwich but will have to suffer the consequences in silence. Mr Pigalina has told me I can eat cheese as long as he doesn’t hear any complaints about my sore belly.
Curse you, you delicious substance.