  Ah, nothing like beginning the day making a french press of Starbucks coffee while standing naked in my kitchen. And waving to the gardeners who happen to be outside my yard pulling weeds. Oops. Eh, whatever. Its the closest thing Ive had to a sexual encounter in weeks. Awakened to more news of the war in Iraq.
How blessed I feel to be having no television and therefore no exposure to the images of those four civilians who were murdered and had their burnt bodies paraded through the streets. The continual mention of the event would certainly refresh those images in my mind something I definitely dont need. Theres a line I need to draw between staying informed about world events and protecting my sensitivity. The only death I want to welcome into my life is the day of the dead figurines I have on my desk. See? Death is fun!!
Off to get my car this morning. And then to catch up on things left neglected since it got smushed a couple of weeks ago. you know, I almost dont want it back. Im afraid to drive, yes. But Im also getting to love walking. However Im not supposed to with the ankle.
Being without a car has really simplified my life. Makes me long to live in London where having a car is completely unnecessary. And where I dont have to walk two miles to get a quart of milk. 
