She was concerned about how it all affected us. I told her flat out we were scared. Felt helpless.

Asshole was angry. Shyboi in pieces because we can't donate blood. We can't help. With a dwindling $27 in the bank..... we can't even help out with the supposed teddy bear drive that's going on. That money needs to last through the weekend, food and gas, so we can get to work...... no paycheck until next Monday, maybe even later because of the goverment buildings being closed on Tuesday. I'm shaken, scared...... wondering what tomorrow will bring. The Big Guy is ready for a war.....

Went to a friend's place, last night. Just to get out of the house. Didn't want to...... but knew it was the best thing I could do. C went over earlier, I finished up homework, and called her to come pick me up even though I knew everyone would have been happy to be quietly at home.

Hiding......

Depressed and scared..... escaping online to a place that wasn't running headlines......

Probably overreacting, but we need to work through these emotions. This is the first time most of us have even thought about something like this, much less witnessed it.

So went to a friends *nods, smiles* which the moment we stepped out into the garage to go knew it was the right thing. Life hasn't come to a standstill, even if movement is slow and tense. Ended up gorging on these incredble bratwurst sandwiches. Marinated in beer and onions for like an hour beforehand. Oh... my.... god..... ignored all the fixings and just comandeered two huge sandwiches..... then got really high and found See Spot Run a rather amusing movie.

We needed the idiocy. We needed the laughter. We needed to reaffirm that while some things have changed, not everything has. Having not had much to do out of the house for long periods of time for the past two days probably hasn't helped, either. I know once we get back to work Friday things will probably seem more normal.