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I tried to play follow the leader and do the latest name thing going around but apparently Chavaleh is not a real name. Hehe, nothing new.

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dear god i am woken up to this.

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I feel like I am going to throw up. I would say this is unbelievable but I am not sure that it is.

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What the hell is going on in Afshanistan now? God.

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Dealing with the children has finally lessened the choking sobbing feeling I've carried around in my chest all day long. I am relieved that they are young enough not to know what is going on and I don't have to try and explain something this unexplainable. I remember being scared of nuclear war as a child and I hope that my babies don't have to grow up fearing that their lives could end in the blink of an eye because of someone else's dogma. Anyway, I am glad to have had the distraction of diapers and caretaking to take my mind off of things a little. It seems easier to cope with when faced by the vibrant bundles of life that my girls are.

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And oh how odd it is to look up into the sky and see no planes. We live fairly close to the airport and there are almost always half a dozen or so flying around up there. So quiet.

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Back to feeling completely ill again. This day has torn apart several of the message boards and such I read. People full of anger.

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God. They are saying there could be 800 dead just at the Pentagon.

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God God god god. I keep saying god today. My sister in law said something like "thank god it could have been worse" about some particular portion of the day. My immediate thought was "fuck god it could have been so much better". Why do people thank God at times like these?