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clevermanka) wrote2005-08-31 10:37 am
clevermanka) wrote2005-08-31 10:37 am
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Pity Party, take two
What a miserable day yesterday.
I admit I'm not doing real great right now. I'm just sad--generally overall sad. The sad that sinks into my bones. Like it did when I used to get Seasonal Affected Disorder.
The destruction of New Orleans makes me sadder. I know I didn't live there. I know haven't lost anything tangible. I know, I know. But it was the one city in which I've ever experienced a sense of belonging. If I could have, I would have sold everything here and just stayed down there when I visited over the winter. Now, of course, I guess I should be glad I didn't, but... I fell in love there with New Orleans. It meant more to me than I can explain.
Then not one--not one!--of the stores I went to yesterday had what I needed.
Eucerin SPF 30 face cream at Target: No.
Tassel fringe at Tuesday Morning: No.
Parasol and/or fan at World Market: No.
Green Ban bug repellant at the Merc: No.
I admit I didn't even bother going to Hobby Lobby. I just couldn't face it.
Dance class didn't go well. I don't know if it's distraction or simple tiredness but I am having real problems with this simple line dance that we're doing for ME weekend. It's likely the only group number I'll be in since I still don't know the "big girl's" troupe number (the one they did in the sexy black velvet dresses for Cairo on the Kaw).
And then I screwed up on something else (personal--won't go into it) that, if nothing above had happened, would've just been a slap-the-forehead and laugh-it-off situation but instead it reduced me to stupid tears.
Today I'm still vaguely exhausted emotionally, and that bleeds over to the physical. I want to go out for Indian lunch buffet but I have no money for it. Plus I have to leave at 2:00 today to go get my annual bloodwork done, so I couldn't go even if I did have the money.
I am pissy. And I have ennui.
I admit I'm not doing real great right now. I'm just sad--generally overall sad. The sad that sinks into my bones. Like it did when I used to get Seasonal Affected Disorder.
The destruction of New Orleans makes me sadder. I know I didn't live there. I know haven't lost anything tangible. I know, I know. But it was the one city in which I've ever experienced a sense of belonging. If I could have, I would have sold everything here and just stayed down there when I visited over the winter. Now, of course, I guess I should be glad I didn't, but... I fell in love there with New Orleans. It meant more to me than I can explain.
Then not one--not one!--of the stores I went to yesterday had what I needed.
Eucerin SPF 30 face cream at Target: No.
Tassel fringe at Tuesday Morning: No.
Parasol and/or fan at World Market: No.
Green Ban bug repellant at the Merc: No.
I admit I didn't even bother going to Hobby Lobby. I just couldn't face it.
Dance class didn't go well. I don't know if it's distraction or simple tiredness but I am having real problems with this simple line dance that we're doing for ME weekend. It's likely the only group number I'll be in since I still don't know the "big girl's" troupe number (the one they did in the sexy black velvet dresses for Cairo on the Kaw).
And then I screwed up on something else (personal--won't go into it) that, if nothing above had happened, would've just been a slap-the-forehead and laugh-it-off situation but instead it reduced me to stupid tears.
Today I'm still vaguely exhausted emotionally, and that bleeds over to the physical. I want to go out for Indian lunch buffet but I have no money for it. Plus I have to leave at 2:00 today to go get my annual bloodwork done, so I couldn't go even if I did have the money.
I am pissy. And I have ennui.
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Esp. bad if you have been promising a return to that location as a self-promised reward.
I could list out those places that are that way for me, but the one that IS gone forever is the Greenhouse Restaurant.
It was part of World Trade Center 2, and it was where my Maternal Grandparents taught me how to dance the dances from across the decades.
Phoooey.
The good news is that City of New Orleans is made up of the people, and when the people return, they will put things back the way they like it. And so many people like 'the Big O' the way it was,
that the desire to rebuild is going to get tons of support.
On a practical note, I have had great success with Burt's Bees Herbal Insect Repellent.
Cheap nowadays at walgreens or the Merc.
Ingredients:
Active Ingredients: Lemongrass Oil 3.2%, Citronella Oil .40%, Rosemary Oil .40%
Inert Ingredients: Grape Seed Oil, Vitamin E.
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Esp. bad if you have been promising a return to that location as a self-promised reward.
Yes on both counts.
Re: Greenhouse Restaurant-- =(
I think I'll make do with the nasty chemical stuff that Chris Evans sprays on everyone. I've found nothing works for me like Green Ban. I'm fucking crack for mosquitoes. They love me.
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If it is mosquitoes (not mojitos) you need to keep away...
See this study:
http://content.nejm.org/cgi/content/full/347/1/13
The most important table, Product name, duration of effectiveness.
http://content.nejm.org/content/vol347/issue1/images/large/04t1.jpeg