The whole Katrina thing continues to be much too depressing for me to write about; I've started basically burying my head in the sand over it, because I feel so utterly helpless and it's just so awful.
I'm burned out at work because a significant percentage of my coworkers are either on vacation, on extended sick leave, or gone for another job and not replaced yet. I'm trying to pick up the slack ('cause there's no one else to do it), but there's only so much one person can do.
So rather than think intelligent thoughts when I get home in the evenings, I've been playing a lot of online scrabble. There's something quite soothing about scrabble, really. There's the logical jigsaw-puzzle aspect of trying to fit words together, and there's the complete dissociation of words and meaning. It's a strange kind of therapy, but it's working for me. Also, I like it when I win. There's definitely something therapeutic about winning. :P
So yeah. That's what I've been up to. I'm going to try to get myself back in the journalling habit over the next few days, because it's good for me to get some words of my very own down on (virtual) paper. If I'm not going to work on the novel-like project, or start grad school apps, I ought to at least be scribbling journal thoughts. Even if they are a little inane.