I Wish People Would Quit Freaking Out

I feel like the press is blowing the whole Anthrax thing out of proportion. If you still haven't read any independent media lately, here are a couple of links again: http://www.commondreams.org and http://www.indymedia.org. Check out any non-corporate news sites you can.

Or just read news at the BBC site. The Brittish tend to be a lot calmer about these things than Americans. Come to think of it, Tony Blair was looking mighty leader-like when he addressed Congress a couple of weeks ago. Certainly he seemed to have a better understanding of the situation than our guy, who still looks like a jug-headed monkey. I vote we ask Britain to take us back. Sure, we'll have to put up with royalty and all that bad food and strange taxes, but we'll all have health care and cheaper books! I'm sure if we let them have some of our untainted cattle, they'll let us back into the UK…

It's still October, the world is still a beautiful place, and my ear infection is fading. Even better, my stint at the clothing store is over, and I have new clothes to show for all my effort. The most important thing I gained from the temporary foray back into retail was a heavy winter coat in preparation for the coming New England winter. The coat comes down to my ankles (a novelty for those of us 6 feet tall) and is so warm I can barely stand to try it on indoors.

It was encouraging this week to read in Devon's diary that she also has an inability to make passes at guys she likes. I currently have been suffering from a minor crush myself, but remain sort of powerless in its grip, unable to act on the impulse to actually flirt with the guy. Don't feel all bad or pissed at me though, for not flirting with someone I like. I'm really happy with the way my life is right now, and I don't need a boyfriend nor do I want one particularly.

It's just that I'm under a lot of stress, and so I wish there was someone around to hold my hand and rub my shoulders and say "Poor, sweet baby", like in the Charles Shultz _Peanuts_ comic strips. I don't so much need a boyfriend as just someone who'll pick up after me when I'm tired and who'll lend me a shoulder to fall asleep on. I want somebody who'll reaffirm for me that everything's going to be Okay. I want a partner in all this, my life.

But you know, relationships are *hard*. I have a lot going on right now with graduation and trying to find a new job and everything. So I think I'll let this attraction pass me by for the moment. I know that's a dumb thing to do, because as you get older it gets more and more difficult to find people with your interests that you're attracted too, but I have a lot to get done in the next 90 days.

And after the past 3 years of my life, relationship-drama is the last thing I feel like getting into…

I'm having a great time right now. I'm just all bothered that soon everything's going to change again. Routine! I want routine! I want to get comfortable and feel like I know what I'm doing.