| I feel as though I owe some sort of explanation for not speaking to anyone. Here it is. Last weekend my family and I moved into a new house. The night after we moved in, it burned down, and all of our belongings were burned with it. My cat has run away, and despite my calling her for hours, she does not seem to want to be found. On the day after our house burned down, we found out that a very precious family member was dying of leukemia. Yesterday morning, a week after diagnosis, she died. My mother and brother are out on the family farm in Saskatchewan at the moment, and I continue to go to school. So that's it. If you want to see what it is that is being done for us, or what is being said about the fire, go here. If you want to know what you can do for me...you'll have to think it up on your own, I can't think. If you want to complain to me about anything, go ahead, but know that I've adopted both an "I don't give a fuck" attitude, and the attitude that I am absolutely justified in deciding whether or not other people's problems are at all valid. I do not intend to keep my opinions to myself. I am not a very nice person right now, and that is all there is to it. |
| March 9, 2003 |