GC, he also said Toto looks like a mutt.

Well, at least he let you know right up front that he's a Nu-Uh-No-Way-Never kinda guy.

So sorry, Lilty. How horrible.

Lilty, I don't know how I missed your post. I'm so sorry for your cousin's family. What a terrible loss.

Also, good luck with your last couple of car loads. You can do it! I know you can.

Lilty, I'm so sorry.

I have no defenses against my own brain, and I don't even know how to go about building them.

Steph, one thing which has helped me (and vw, I beleive) is cognitive behavioural therapy. Obviously, recommended by our respective therapists, so I don't know if you'd find it worthwhile, but it might be worth looking into. It's got a lot about dealing with the (not so much literal) voices in your head.

Oh, I suck. I have been vibing so hard for Lilty's family and for Steph's peace, and then when I do get around to posting, I forget to say anything.

I'm sorry. Steph, you handled. I don't know where it says we must handle everything with grace, but, even if it were a rule, I'd say you carried it off. You vented, but you stuck it through, despite your own pain. I hope the wedding is wonderful and that the time with your dad is miles better than you expect it to be.

Lilty, I'm sorry about your family's loss, and the kitty giving and the tough moving and the too many things in too little space and the no yummy food.

It seems like it was a tough weekend. When I wasn't writing the stupid business plan, I was catching up here, but never got quite caught up enough to post any responses. I hope it gets better for everyone this week.

{{{Lilty and family}}}

One of our new staff members brought in a tiny, yet delicious chocolate cake today.The reason? Because she wanted to eat chocolate cake

I did that at work the other week. I wanted chocolate cake, over the weekend, but I can't keep it at HOME, i'd eat it all! So I brought it to work.

Ooh, dang it, if I had eggs right now, I'd make brownies...

I had freaky upsetting dreams alst night about being in Egypt (in a church??) and there was a revolution starting, and I was with Fay but I LOST her and I was trying to find a taxi but I was kinda scared of the taxi drivers but more scared of the guys standing around who might in revolutionary fervor decide the American was fair game...why am I having these dreams when I'm safe at HOME???

It would be more evil to write an RPF for family members

See, first I read this as RFP. And thought "ooh, that's tempting". And then I read it as RPF. Which is a whole other thing, and EW.

The migraine is dying. I came home right after my last post and pretty much immediately went to sleep for a few hours. Feeling better.

why am I having these dreams when I'm safe at HOME???

Just because of that, you're safe and your brain will finally let you think about it. The same thing happened to me when I was on Diego Garcia. We all knew they kept nuke warheads on ships anchored in the lagoon, but we never talked about it. When I got back to the states, that's when I had dreams of going up in a mushroom cloud plume.

Many sympathies, Lilty and familly.

I feel guilty taking all of these hugs, but I promise they'll be passed on to those who need them most. I'm mostly just sad and angry that something so bad had to happen to such nice people.

ION, the apartment is empty and not mine anymore. Now, I just need to unpack everything. Most importantly, I need to find shoes that aren't flip-flops and suitable clothing for an interview tommorrow morning.

But first, sweet Nyquil-induced sleep....