The Splitsider piece on it had some incredibly skeevy discussion, which was still kind of interesting, FYI.

My mom still doesn't have power. I asked if there was a hotel she and my dad could stay at since she just wants a hot shower and you know, lights.

My cousin said her town was opening up the showers in the high school gym for people. That sounds...suboptimal.

Nail gun, Allyson. You want Amanda(She wrote me back last week, I rock!) and a nailgun. Less messy, no recoil, Snoop-approved.

Jessica,

the person who told the story deleted his FB account, so...I'm thinking he wasn't making it up. If you are making it up, just say so and be done with it.

Not even reading the story. Just not willing to deal with that kind of depravity today.

Thanks everyone. It's just as things get closer, the more *real* it seems.

Oh, Maria, I'm so sorry to have upset you. Ted was really unlucky; 99% of people with his numbers lived.

flea, there's no need to apologize. Rationally, I know the odds are heavily in his favor, but emotionally, I want to curl up in a ball and cry. I'm just oversensitive right now, and things are hitting me with the force of a meteor from space.

Or if he did make it up, he's regretting it hardcore.

I want to curl up in a ball and cry. I'm just oversensitive right now, and things are hitting me with the force of a meteor from space.

What can I do? I'm limited in ability by 3000 miles, but I can write you inspirational haiku!

Or if he did make it up, he's regretting it hardcore.

One can only hope.

((((Maria and family))))

And you're probably right not to read the story, made up or true.

Oy, I hate this. I'm all stressed out about this email to My Nemesis. I shouldn't be: it's entirely polite and forthright, asking for clarification and more information on all the projects.

I end with: "As I'm sure you recognize, it is important to the success of the program that information on the status of these projects be shared regularly, so that it can be passed up the chain of command, and so we can all answer any questions from HQ and elsewhere."

I know she is out to undermine me; she knows I know. It's pretty much all in the open. So why am I stressed?

But I hate confrontation, and I suspect she takes advantage of that. So instead I wait and wait until it gets ridiculous and I get pissed off, which makes me look petty and bitchy.

Consuela, the invisible people support you in email. You can do this. You must do this. Fuck her.

Does anyone remember the URL of that cheap jewelry site that sold silver and gemstone stuff with the countdown clock?