katster's closet

Roommates with DL, and anxiety about losing my bag on an AC transit bus. My bag full of clothes. Whee.

I never said my head was sane.

The old time folks remember this post. It was one of the first posts I wrote in my journal, and it has to do with what ended up happening, as told in this post.

2001 was a crappy year, trying to deal with mom's leukemia.

And she called me monday night. her counts are down.

And I called her today, and her counts are downer.

She's probably going to be in the hospital for Christmas, 'cause the most likely cause of this is that the leukemia is back...

fuck.

We just had a 3.1 earthquake in Oakland

Funny, too, I just got done reading a book about earthquakes. I'll have more to say about the book later.