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sorry I haven't updated sooner. I no longer have the vocabulary
to talk about the hideous disasters happening in New Zealand,
Japan, and elsewhere, not to mention the ongoing struggle in
places whose disasters are already yesterday's news, and there
doesn't seem to be anything else worth talking about. I get very
agitated reading the newspaper. Chris says, "Well, then don't
read it."  I say, "They deserve for me to!"  He says, "Well, not
if it's going to freak you out. Those people don't want you
freaking out on their behalf."  I say, "THEY DO! I DID!"  Yes.
In the early days of August-September 2005, it made me
unreasonably furious to think anyone anywhere was leading a
normal life. Later on, it was comforting to spend a few days in
a place (Chicago) that wasn't full of gas lines, MREs, and other
refugees before coming back to New Orleans and trying to rebuild
some kind of life. Right after it happened, though, the whole
world was turned upside down