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Monday, January 03, 2005
Please note that I have refrained from mentioning that on New Year's Eve I was pickpocketed at the supermarket and lost a huge (for me) sum of cash, which was supposed to go into the bank today. (Don't ask me why it was in an envelope in my pocket on a supermarket run. Just don't.)

And that it was the second time in two months that all of my savings were suddenly vanished. Putting off yet again the commencement of my independent life.

Because despite that, I was surrounded by friends and support and food and love and safety. Don't think I don't know how lucky I am.

It was a nice evening, after I stopped sobbing in my bed. Captain Annoying Matt from work (happy?) came over, and erin with her boyfriend, the world-famous Billy Hot Chocolate, and my sister with her tons and tons of pernil (yes, again.) I drank too much vodka and was healed by the wind and water. It was only horrible when I stopped to think, so I tried not to.

Pick self up. Dust self off. Lightning doesn't strike thrice. (Don't tempt God.)