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egypturnashWe went down to Lafayette; staying with my cousins. I hurt my right hand this morning while venting some of the intense stress, so I won't be netting much yet. (I was being screamy and bashed my fist on a table hard enough to maybe lightly sprain it!)
Looks like the flooding's getting worse in New Orleans. Still no chance of getting in. Still some hope for my mom's apartment. Hope hope. I think the lower part of the place is screwed, from what we heard today. I really don't want to hear much more news right now; the friend of my mother's we fled with is a total junkie for this stuff and I'm overloaded. It's kinda her job, admittedly. But having the news on alll the time, and being on the celphone on top of that, was far more info than I wanted, and there was no way to get out of range. I just want to curl up alone in a dark room and whimper.
I just came out to Carolyn and Keller (the cousins), and they took it alright. Carolyn was supportive, Keller is kinda in denial - I gather this is the usual gender-split pattern. But now I don't have to go around their place pretending to be Paul for who knows how long. Good thing, as I only have one pair of pants.
I need to get in touch with American Greetings about the undercurrent of moving me up there that I felt in my discussion with them last week. I don't think I'm gonna be able to freelance like this.
Oh, I may have to pull out of Cara's raptor folio due to natural disaster, too.
More later, I guess.
(PS. Lafayette is in southwest Louisiana.)
Looks like the flooding's getting worse in New Orleans. Still no chance of getting in. Still some hope for my mom's apartment. Hope hope. I think the lower part of the place is screwed, from what we heard today. I really don't want to hear much more news right now; the friend of my mother's we fled with is a total junkie for this stuff and I'm overloaded. It's kinda her job, admittedly. But having the news on alll the time, and being on the celphone on top of that, was far more info than I wanted, and there was no way to get out of range. I just want to curl up alone in a dark room and whimper.
I just came out to Carolyn and Keller (the cousins), and they took it alright. Carolyn was supportive, Keller is kinda in denial - I gather this is the usual gender-split pattern. But now I don't have to go around their place pretending to be Paul for who knows how long. Good thing, as I only have one pair of pants.
I need to get in touch with American Greetings about the undercurrent of moving me up there that I felt in my discussion with them last week. I don't think I'm gonna be able to freelance like this.
Oh, I may have to pull out of Cara's raptor folio due to natural disaster, too.
More later, I guess.
(PS. Lafayette is in southwest Louisiana.)