Just... no. The day is weird enough.
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The Middle East is still all over the news, as always. I, as always, have about .000001% of a clue as to what's going on over there.
Unfortunately, what I DO know is that Torian is stuck over there. Every day, she could... just... yeah. *twitchtwitchtwitch* BAD universe. More than ever, I want to have those I care about all in the same place, with me. I want to know they're ok.
I want to not wonder, every time I finish a conversation with one of them, if I'll get the chance to ever talk to them again.
I hate the world. I do.
*sigh* ...also, 7:46 and I have had no sleep yet, wtf? AND I am being massively twitchy, I can't pick up small objects without dropping them again and my jaw has been doing the weird dislocating twitchies all over the place. Once the various stores, offices, etc. open up, I'll be calling around a LOT, mostly between my doctor and the pharmacy but just in general it'll be a lot of calling. *another sigh* That's assuming I can even hold the fucking phone long enough. Ehh, another hour or two and I can get this whole mess settled. I hope.
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