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09/07/2005

Even Shasta can't pull me out of it.

Ug.

I'm so busy. And depressed and unmotivated. I think the depression is official. Thanks Katrina.

Anyway, luckily, I had a fantastic labor day weekend. I went with friends to stay at their friends in Mt. Shasta. Which may be the most beautiful place in California. Seriously. It was so beautiful and peaceful and everyone there was welcoming and comfortable. It was exactly where I wanted to be. Plus the woman we stayed with has been a graphic designer for 20+ years so we had long talks. She has a fantastic studio. And a really F*&#ing cute dog.

We went white water rafting on the Klamath. I got dumped and my sunglasses were offered up to the river goddess. But it was really really fun.

I got a One Skein Wonder almost finished with some lavender acrylic and started Alias Grace by Margret Atwood.

It made me a little more emotionally prepared to handle another week of real life.

Except then I came home and found out that Camille has a bladder infection, so she's going to the vet today. And my grandma broke her femur. Which is all the more distressing since she has my 5' 0" frame but with 300+ pounds on it. It's scary and she has to go to a home for a month or two.

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3 more rehearsals until China. Thats a week and a half. Oh god.

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09/02/2005

Thank the Goddess

All this reading about Hurricane Katrina and New Orleans every day for about 4 days many feelings have come up naturally (you know, like, horror, fury, nausea). But the one that comes up again and again is:

I am so fucking lucky. And blessed.

I felt lucky just to be able to sit on my cozy couch with my healthy cats and my boyfriend who loves me. And I am.

Also, I seem to be dodging the run of the mill non-human catastrophe type bad luck. Unlike C. Who bought a $300 drum machine off ebay that came yesterday -- and it's broken. He either got screwed or something happened in the mail. He's bummed.

Then this morning after getting up early to have coffee with me like the sweetheart he is (because I'm leaving for Shasta tomorrow for the weekend and he is leaving to play a show in L.A. today).... he went out to his new (to him) truck to find the dash ripped out and the stereo stolen. He's only had it for a week. OUR NEIGHBORHOOD IS SO AWESOME! Right in front of our door.

Then he took it to get the oil changed and get smogged.... and it failed smog. Because the gas cap was loose (? I dont' know. I guess it happens?)

Poor guy. Thats three though. Things happen in threes so maybe he's done with the bad luck. Unless thats MULTIPLES of three which could mean like, what 6? or 9? Yikes. I won't mention that to him. And because of the fact he is driving with the band to LA today, I'll just really hope that it is only 3.

Anyway. Besides feeling lucky, and appalled at humanity, and generally depressed. I also feel helpless! Both to help C and the people in the south. Thats so frustrating.

But at least with the hurricane victims we can help a little. Susan from I'm knitting as fast as I can set up a knitters fund. I donated. Not much, cuz I'm in a little trouble in the money department (god I feel like a scab complaining about that). But I'm thinking every little bit helps. At least I hope it does. Because otherwise I'll be putting on my swimsuit and flying to New Orleans to GET THOSE PEOPLE SOME GODDAMNED FOOD AND WATER. Since apparently the federal government, while completely capable of waging unnecessary wars in other countries is INCAPABLE of that. Its mind boggling.

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