Day 78

This is where I may lose a few of you.

Last night, while bored, half watching Nathan play video games, half mindlessly scrolling through facebook statuses on my phone, I commented to Nathan that what seemed like my entire news feed was taken up by people declaring that they were watching lifetime's The Craigslist Killer.

(Okay I am saying this in the only way I know how.)

I don't get it.

I mean, I get that it is creepy because he seemingly had it all together, and then boom!  he goes on this armed robbery spree, and kills a girl (which is terrible, and nothing less than that.)
But I guess for someone like that to get my attention, they have to be Ted Bundy crazy.  This guy was far from a serial killer, or super duper Oceans 11-esque robber.  He was dorky and he made everyone believe he was this perfect role model citizen and in truth he was a classic sociopath. He was devolving, having a psychotic break.

I think I am the same way with natural disasters.  I find it so much more interesting if it is really, REALLY bad.

And now I am wondering why this makes me feel like a bad person for only caring if there are a high number of casualties, or it is horrific.

Maybe by purging this tidbit of information about myself, I will feel better.

Or maybe I am not alone is this?

(I hope not at least...)

I am headed out for a run now, and then am off to get a haircut.

(I will also confess it is my first haircut in about a year, maybe a year and a month.)

Thanks for accepting me in all my weirdness.