So, I ended up taking off. Apparently I'm a walking disaster zone if I'm kept with the company. Being contagious isn't fun. So of course, I visit my son. Well, I'm on my way there...I figure this way if he contracts it at least we'll be together forever! So I'm at the airport sending "important" text messages to Nathan and getting harassing ones from sparky mcsparkerson, Elle, telling me how she's Mohinder's partner now and how she's gonna rope up the Petrellis. Please, shes not enough woman for Nathan.
I've been doing a lot of reflecting. What is this...quest? Oh God, I've been hnaging around Mohinder too much. But hanging around Mohinder has allowed me all this reflection. Like does my life mean anything if I die of this virus and made all my money by webcam stripping and my dead sister killing people? Why did sprinkles have to get hit by a school bus? What was Linderman's freaky obsession with me and DL?
And then I found this video of me and Jessica years ago, before she died and lived on in my head...
and I cried.
My life REALLY sucks.
About Me
- Niki Sanders
- My name is Niki Sanders and this is where I will write about the new ME. Yes...just ME. NO ONE ELSE. Not my dead sister, or my dead cat Sprinkles or my dead husband. ME, ME, ME. All by myself and alone... :)
1 comment:
Hm,maybe that is why you felt comfortable with a webcam?
That girl took Grandmother's ashes?
How rude!
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