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Sunday, October 09, 2005  
Does anyone get the feeling that the Earth at the moment is just shaking itself like a dog trying to get rid of its fleas?

All these sodding natural disasters all so close to each other - if I was a God fearing lass I'd be wondering whether he'd been having a chat with this year's Noah and that somewhere a pair of every animal was being loaded onto a space rocket in preparation for the Earth's cleansing. Let's hope this time dumb ass Noah leaves the wasps, flies and spiders behind.

Ridiculously severe Hurricanes, Tsunamis, and now a completely faith-shaking Earthquake where the death toll currently stands at 180000. Global warming, or just the Earth getting bored with us and figuring out how best to get rid? In other words - is the human race's time on this planet running out? Best get working on those space stations boys. I'm not sure how many more musical fund raisers I can cope with. (Yes, we all know there's already a concert being planned, loosely named the Earthquake Relief Appeal). I know muscicians generally have no other way of making themselves useful, but surely everyone would be better off if they just donated a sizeable part of their ridiculous pay packets? Sell off one of their 10 holiday homes and thus rebuild an entire apartment block.

I shall be interested to see how long this earthquake stays in the news. Obviously we've been bombarded with America's hurricane for weeks, but our papers lose interest pretty damn quickly when something tragic happens in the more Eastern areas. Fingers crossed this tragedy won't be some quick blip on the headlines like that mass human stampede in Iraq which killed hundreds on the same week as the Hurricane.

Golly, all feeling rather bleak today, isn't it. Maybe it's cause I'm ill again - I think I've caught a different persons germs, which is leaving my head bunged up and just feeling all achy and sorry for myself. Again. Plus I'm mourning the loss of my favourite red corset as seen in the show in July:


It seems inevitable now that some little arse has stolen it from the theatre - since it has been gone for 2 months now. Am sulking big time, and occasionally having little stomping furies - but what can you do when people are arse-holes? Not a lot.

10:47 am

 
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