Very bad things are happening to people I care about - new friends, old friends, and people in between. Plus, our apartment flooded. It makes me sad to see all my belongings packed up - it makes me think we're moving out. Bad things are supposed to happen in threes, but I'm up to about five now. Kat suggested maybe I'll get three sets of three, which would be, you know, badness squared.
The only things keeping me sane:
* Three Days of Rain
* A vague, junior-high-style-through-the-grapevine promise of a phone call
* Bad Movie Week
Dan tells me what I need right now is sanity, and I can't argue with him. He knows I'm going over the edge. Wish there was more I could do to stop it.
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