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2001-09-13 / 8:14 p.m. ~Diaryland Opinions~ I'm catching up on my favorite diaries, reading what all of you have to say, what you're feeling, because I feel as though I know you all, and so many of you I respect immensely. Bathsheba is writing feverishly, seemingly as some kind of therapy, and I think she is a wonderful writer. She is also in pain from a recent brush with a relationship, not a real relationship, but a chance to love someone new...a chance that didn't work out. She, like I, cannot turn away from the television, though at times she cannot watch another minute. I so totally agree. She writes most eloquently of her own emotions and her view on the whole situation. Tattoobelly writes of her frustration with the television networks (FINALLY, to read someone else sharing my frustration!), wanting them to cease the 24 hour coverage, only to break in with actual "news".....and she mentions an idea her husband had, that people may use this chaos as an opportunity to run away from any bad situation of which they may be a part....very, very interesting. Burnoutchick is busy engaging in a desired online feud! So she is not so enveloped by what is happening, and it's refreshing, escapist in a way, to read her entries, funny and very silly at the same time. Of course, Gene is in the D.C. area, so it's all close to home for him.......same with Cat, and she has interesting Nostradamus predictions in her entry today. Spooky. I'm going to get out my copy of the predictions to read it there for myself....is this the beginning of the end?. And Provisional lashed out in anger yesterday and is calmer today. I'm not going to list all of my favorites, you're listed in my profile and I do read most of you on a daily basis, and I want to know what you all are thinking and feeling. I do feel I know you, in an internet diary sort of way, and I care that some are confused or hurting. I'm sort of lost myself. I'm considering a new job after almost four years. This is a huge life change for me. I haven't even interviewed since January of 1998. Today I called the medical bookstore where I worked in 1997 to see if they remembered me, if they could be a reference for me. Mary answered the phone, I recognized her voice, told her my name and she remembered me instantly. For once in my life I am memorable. This was nice to know. They can indeed be a reference. I felt more confident. I am going to interview Tuesday, despite whatever is being bombed or flown into, despite whether or not planes are flying in the sky or Dan Rather is up for 7 days and nights straight without sleep, still broadcasting. My life has to go on, I have to earn a living, I have to find a job that won't drive me crazy, and I have to have money to live. I'm not at all certain I'll take this new job if it's offered, it's not enough money, it's a bit of a commute, the hours would be crazy. But I want to go to a job interview, to see what people think of me, if they would hire me. This is consuming me, and I should be thinking of the tragedy, yes? I am like Bathsheba, I have the television on, I am waiting for them to stop with the news, yet I cannot turn away. When will this be over? We've got to have some sense of normalcy back in our lives. Meanwhile, the NHL has canceled its Saturday pre-season games, if I didn't already say. I called the Thrashers office this morning and they weren't sure. By lunchtime I read it on Yahoo. Are we going to suspend our lives for weeks? How many more days? I long to see another ad for laxatives during the evening news! Let me roll my eyes again when they show the Viagra ads, oh please! Normal. There is too much upheaval right now, and I crave something solid. Don't make me sit and watch "The Brady Bunch" looking for comfort. Anyway, keep writing everyone, I need to read what you are feeling, as some of you are feeling as I am, and we can be together on that, in our own internet diary kind of way. (I'm editing this entry for typos and I'm listening to the TV in the next room - the story by Byron Pitts, my new reporter hero, on CBS, is being replayed. They are replaying the same footage over and over, every hour. If we engage in all out war, there will never be any TV other than news, ever!) (Ack! Yet another addendum!!! It's almost 10:00 now. I've been alternating between reading diaries, finding the correct translation of Nostradamus' text, which does not match at all the quotes which are flying around the 'net right now - sorry, Cat - though it was interesting, checking the "Big Brother" fan page - thanks, Alison! - to see that they have indeed been notified inside the house, yet who knows when the show will resume, and watching numerous news stories on TV. Right now there is a biographical documentary about Bin Laden on PBS. Very interesting....but I'm fucking exhausted, overloaded, and it's my damn period on top of all the turmoil! I think I'm giving up on the 'net for tonight. I'm going to crawl into bed soon, the fan on in the window, a/c finally turned off, hopefully for the season, a cool night ahead, to sleep, per chance to dream, and not of terrorism, but of something, anything, normal, like last night's dream about the Computer Guy at work.....) Cost of the War in Iraq
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