Dear Gods.

Tomorrow night, I will sleep a full night no matter what. I don't care what temptations arise. Please?

Heavy

I got to do what I love to do today, for money, and I liked it. I got to strut around with a holstered set of pruning shears on my hip and play with plants.

It was great till I got home and read up on the stuff going on in New Orleans. I know this stuff is in people-- both the people rioting, raping, etc and the people keeping Canadian aid (food, people, etc) out of the US. I don't wanna see it, though.

Here's a secret I haven't really told anyone except Chris, who understands: I'm trying for that permaculture apprenticeship next summer for two reasons, one because I love it, and the second... really, truly, the second because I want to have the ability to keep myself and others alive if and when it all goes under.

So there, that's the secret of the day. Be well, y'all.

Bed Now.

With book. Phone off. Computer off. No one die while I'm gone/sleepin for the next twelve hours.