(this is how bad things are. I couldn't remember how to spell despair and had to google it. Then I mistyped week. Twice.)

In other news, my sis and her family evacuated from Ewa Beach to Waipahu but if FB can be believed, all is fine enough.

Ok, here's the thing..oh hell, I'm too wiped to think. I whine, I complain, I groan, some minor some massive, but the bottom line is...something. Wait, no. You are in my heart. I'm not gonna play "compare our stress" because it is all about what we rise to meet, and really, head above water is just that, no matter however deep.

And I should sleep but &*(#&$* software updates keep prompting me for passwords.

Awww, jengod, it's good to see you.

Did you know I met you and JZ on the same night?

jengod! I am so happy to see you! You should come back and hang with us!

Ginger, I know the people are wrong on the internet, but thank you for reading the info and sorting through so we can get a grasp on what's actually happening. I was having such a hard time sorting it all out, and yes, there is lots of inflammatory language out there right now. Also this?

Both plants are named Fukushima Daiichi

Is stupid. This is not complicated. It is not a code. Ichi means One. Ni means two. Daiichi is plant one. Daini is plant two. Look it up people!

Good lord, jengod! Fabulous to see you.

La Tep, Kat, I have been in the Drowning Place and it's a pit of sucking, grinding, aching misery. I hope you swim to the top and it spits you out, bedraggled but not broken, soonest.

Anyway, yes. I didn't take a nap, but I did step away for a while. I watched the make-up reality show and then I watched three episodes of the shooting reality show. It was very soothing. I don't really know what that says about me. But it got me to when the SO came home with pizza and root beer and some weird tube applesauce that our band leader offered as comfort food.

So. I feel better. I definitely did wonder about the volume of tears earlier today. And the dog was upset I was upset. But we are all calmed down and chilling in bed now, and I took an aspirin and am calling it a day. I was supposed to go to a thing at the local organic store tomorrow about tea, but I just don't have the heart for it, and I have a lot of housework to do that didn't get done today. And I perform tomorrow night. If I could quit that, I would. And I have a guest volunteer coming in all week next week. If I could have called that off, I would. But she'll just have to deal with the me I'll be when she gets here.

Anyway, thanks guys for all y'all's support. I love you guys. And I'm sorry it's so hellacious for so many of you right now. But I support you too. We'll get through all this.

I'm sorry that so many here are having such a hard time right now. Feel sort of helpless.

It's nice to see jengod drop by. Sorry I missed you, jengod. I can remember watching "Once More With Feeling" at your house.

I wrote 3600 words of story today. And I have 200 lbs of dog on the floor next to me. That's gotta be some kind of record.

That's, um, 18 words per pound!

I'm not watching the news because I still have the plague, and if I cry I'm not sure I'll be able to breathe. I'm sad that so many Buffistas have it rough right now.

Aside from the plague, I am pretty okay. I didn't punch anyone in the face on the way home, even though there were eleventy billion drunk people everywhere, and I haven't lost weight after walking 18 miles the last three days, but whatever, my metabolism is a poopy-head.