whuffle. (ie. marugh part 2)

Am still in a state of speechlessness re:Katrina.

Here, rather, is someone with better words.

A view-from-the-ground-type report

Here, is an easy way to help out, sign up w/ Oxygen and they'll donate $1.

Here is morgandawn's update and thoughts on bankruptcy laws, esp re: hurricane victims.

List of Charities To Help and Charities To Avoid.

School looks to be busy, life looks to be busy, and I'm alternately hiding from my flist and peeking at it in dismay.

Hmm.

time for a blessings count:
- The sun came out and joined me and my friends for lunch today, smiled a little and greeted the clouds.
- My mind feels slightly achy the way it feels when it's worked hard: a bit sore, a bit tired, a bit satisfied. These classes frighten me a little, like a new relationship, in that good way when you know you'll come out of it brighter in the end.
- My family is well, if a bit too attentive. It could be worse; and I thank that they are safe.
- The taste of tea is of comfort, a bit dark, a bit bitter, but mostly just warmth, condensed. It's weekend dinners and chatter and like the feel of blankets.
- I am happy to wake up in the mornings, abet with some grumblings. (There is no possibly way to describe what an impossible blessing this is, unless you've also experienced the inverse.)