December 13th, 2004 - Damage Control: Nash's Journal — LiveJournal
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The Peterson Jury is deliberating, and they may have a decision as early as this afternoon.

This man should be the textbook case of a guy that simply needs to die. As far as murders go it's about as grisly as one can get. Scott killed his pregnant wife (and thus, their unborn son) on Christmas Eve. He planned it beforehand. He dumped the body in the bay, and created cement anchors to wiegh the body down. He sold Laci's car a few days afterward and bought himself a new truck while the search and rescue crews were still looking for Laci and hoping that she was alive. He lied to the police, faked tears on the news shows, and then died his hair while making a run for the Mexican border with a sack full of cash.

And what sort of mitigating circumstances does he have going for him, aside from no previous criminal record? His wife was about to give birth any day, and he was on the phone talking to his mistress. He was lying to Laci and cheating on her with Amber Frey. And he was lying to her, calling her from his cell phone and pretending to be in Paris or whatever. (And I'm not even going to start on the whole "satanic cult" excuses...)

I'm rational enough not to seek death simply for the sake of revenge. I'm not part of the bloodthirsty mob. But this guy simply didn't care. He was a heartless bastard all the way around. And he needs to be held accountable for his actions.

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Sometimes you just got to call 'em like you see 'em, I suppose.

Today, me and Joe were hanging around the coffee machine as usual. And goofing off, as usual. And since this was Monday - the first class since Miso - we were cutting up about Saturday night. During that time he admitted that he feels "hella-bad" for me. I know, everyone has problems and all, and everyone thinks their own situation is the worst possible one. But mine's so blatantly obvious that it's almost funny. Hell, he even said a couple of times that it was hillarous...till he realized how insensitive that was and tried to backpedal out of it. Not that I cared or anything - hell, it's the truth after all. ::shrugs::

I do not exist. I am merely a figment of your imagination.Collapse )

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Phone interview with Hewitt tomorrow, 2:00pm. Three o'clock Hot-lanta time.

I'm fairly anxious about it...not so much in a bad way like nervousness, but more of an excited anticipation. Of course, any emotion can get in the way of formal business dealings, so I need to psyche myself into interview mode beforehand. As well as read up as much as I can on Hewitt, and think of answers to questions I think they may ask. Typical stuff; I only hope I'm not too rusty after not doing this in so long. ::sweatdrop::

Not sure if my Tick icon is the best one for this post since it's a phone interview and I won't have to dress up, but I'm using it cause that's what I always use when I talk about my interviews and other business-type things. Hell, since it's a phone interview I feel halfway tempted to do something stupid. I've already drank during one phone interview and looked at pr0n during an online teleconference. Not sure what I'd have to do to top those. Maybe do the interview naked? Nah, too damn cold for that, even indoors. ::shivers::

Speaking of phones though, my cell dies in five days. (Damn you Cingular for screwing me into having to pay for an extra month.) If anyone missed out on the phone fun from this time last month, here's your final chance to goof off on my voice mail. Just don't do it till after 3:00pm Central time tomorrow, kay? Also, I'm planning on using and abusing my free nights and weekends to their fullest. If you want me to give you a call sometime after nine local time, post your number here. All comments containing phone numbers will be screened for privacy. purplehaze9 already has first dibs tomorrow at the stroke of 9:01...if y'all want in, lemme know. Not guaranteeing I'll get to everyone, but I'll give it that good ol' college try. But for now, I must sleep.

Wish me luck for tomorrow! Lord knows I'm about due for some!

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