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Haven't posted since the Work Panic Attack from Hell, but let's just say that it's blown over and I suddenly have a LOT more in the way of credit hours under my belt.

I haven't posted because the events of the past couple days have made anything I've wanted to post here seem even more shallow and petty than usual. Oh, I regularly ramble about random little things in this journal... it just doesn't seem appropriate to do so given what some of my friends, current and former, are going through right now. Especially since in some of the most extreme cases, I've been too far removed from the person to really be much help. I hate platitudes, and hate not being able to say or do anything remotely meaningful.

I don't feel better knowing that others are suffering more than me. Nor do I feel depressed right now. I just feel smaller.

*looks at friends list and groans*

And it continues.

I'm going to go watch my DVDs, do some tai chi, and ignore LJ for a day or two until this blows over or until the fight is taken to e-mail. I don't know what started this (as my reply to the initial post shows), I don't want to get involved, and it's depressing to skim over all the anger being vented by people who I all still consider to be my friends. It's the kind of thing that makes me want to curl up under the covers with my old teddy bear. I can totally identify with Kiki's "Stay good! Stay good!" mantra right now.

(Those of you who are scratching your heads... ignore this. I really don't know exactly what's going on anyway, so I can't explain it.)

Thank goodness it's Friday, at least.