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Blah!
A week without, you say? Nothing! Until it happens.
By the way, this is the wonder of msword making things all caps and deciding how I want to write. Fuck you, wordy word. Quit underlining things, at least.
Anyhow, it all started with a surreally loud noise, the most horrible sound I’ve ever heard. I hope to god I never hear it again. It was somewhere between a crack and a slam, if they simultaneously amplified each other. My first thought was that my tire thumper (small enough to swing in the narrow hallway in case of unwanted visitor) was on the back of the door that was issuing the noise. My second thought was that, judging by the force needed to cause that noise, and the number of voices shouting outside, it would be useless.
Then there were shouts of “freeze!” and “don’ move,” and I slowly and carefully set the last few bites of my dinner aside and put my hands in the air as the nice orificers said.
I won’t go into the details of the search, the questions, the two different stations we were held in, the nine hours without a cigarette, the waiting, the cold, and the images of a newly flooded nola reminding me of my darling daddy and how my helplessness had just been amplified, I didn’t even know if I would have a place meself…
The thing that has affected me the most since is the fact that they confiscatedthe roomie’s laptop. No net connection. No words. Just because an element has been removed doesn’t make me want to chronicle this time any less, and the addition of other angsts and ecstacies leaves me desperate for the ability to blather at the blues, just to get it all out, to make it real. And, believe me, a sitch like that makes you just a little bit stressed.
Anyway, just had to drop a bottle in the ocean from this pirated wireless connection, and essplain to my apparent wordlessness. There are words there, but they’re mostly in ink and internal electrons, and if there is any sort of diety that does for words what the_great_and_mighty_parking_deities do for cards, that godform will get a keyboard into my hands again SOON.
May you all lead as interesting of lives as you can survive and enjoy… and remember that you can survive anything…
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