A Cautionary Tale of a Life Lived with the Minimum of Rational Discretion

Tuesday, September 11, 2001

Wise words. Dumb words. Soothing words. Hateful words.

It's odd to see me having nothing to say. I just don't.

My loving thoughts go out to my friends in NYC and I am sooo happy to see many adored NYC Bloggers safe.

Been up since 6am my time watching it all unfold. Spent almost 3 hours trying to give blood (no I don't give a SHIT about the ban, I am safe - get tested every 6 months - I'll lie about my preference to give blood, sorry, but I will) - the streets in Central Phoenix were blocked with people trying to do the same - everyone was being turned away. There is now a week long wait to give blood (and I was there when they opened)

As I left the hospital. I watched crowds of people filtering into the church chapel to pray.

Amazing.

Monday, September 10, 2001

ok - comments aren't working and the pop-up windows are driving me over the edge. Comments turned off til further notice. But hey - I do respond to email (well not super fast or anything - but I try).

Wiped out from way too much partying with my very wonderful soul-mate/boyfriend/husband/confidante/buddy and friends. Watched "Hannibal" under some "influence" last night - very fucked up movie to watch when you feel like "your part of the movie".

For those interested 'Crumpled, Dollar Bills - Part 4' is forthcoming, not sure why I decided to change the writing format but hey - change is good, right - uh, guys...are you there.....?