I am not going to watch TV tomorrow- none. I saw a little bit of 9/11 coverage tonight- and I started to cry. That is just who I am- I don't think of all the politicians or what has happened since, or the various conspiracy theories about it- I just see the pictures and I hear the stories and I feel sad. I hate and I love that about myself- I have strong emotions- but I would rather not see the footage and feel nothing. I will probably pray for the families, but I cannot watch any more things on TV than I did tonight. But speaking of the events of that day- not just men but mainly them- make you feel like some weak person for feeling great sorrow for the families and America. That may be the big difference between men and women- I didn't go from sad to mad in five minutes- I am still stuck in sad but not as much as I used to be. I know I already have discussed this, but I am thinking about it again. So anyone reading this forget Bush, forget Osama, and just remember an inspirational story about people helping one another two years ago. And pray for the families that are grieving for lost loved ones.

Today Brookings got some good rain showers- I went on two walks. I got caught out in the rain both times- the first I was slightly damp from- but the last one was a drencher. I was soaked to the skin- with my white shirt plastered to my skin and my black bra- I'm sure that looked nice. I love being out in the rain though- and I only had to walk the equivalent of a mile and half in rain. I probably looked like a drowned rat but I always feel like I look wonderful all soaked. I think I get that from movies- because all the girls always look so fresh when they are in the rain or in a swimming pool. My hair just flattens to my head- and my eyes are just slits because I fear losing a contact.

I have also decided that I need to rein in my going out and drinking- it makes me do very regrettable things. I don't need to go into details- but if you listen to the Christina Aguilera song 'Dirrty'- it has a line that makes me feel very dirty now and every time I hear it I will feel the same way. A couple of drinks is fine- I need to draw the line there though.

Not much news or interesting crap to talk about so I will cut myself off before I start rambling any more than I have.