Two planes apparently just slammed into the World Trade Center towers in New York City, and a third one slammed into the Pentagon in Washington DC...
I woke up, watched a couple episodes of Unsolved Mysteries, and signed online to a freaked-out Mike, frantically instant-messaging me, asking if I was okay...
Me? Okay? Sure, why wouldn't I be?
Then he told me what happened...
"Remember when we watched the Columbine thing on TV together? This is much worse..."
Yeah, I remember... I doubt anybody's going to blame Marilyn Manson and the Cure for this one, though...
I remember people crying all over the College of Santa Fe campus -- that was home to a few of them. Fifteen people dead in their hometown...
Yeah, but... this is the hometown of my FRIENDS... My NEIGHBORS...
Why would anybody hate us so much?
I feel like crying. I'm so freaked out right now...
I have to make a few phone calls now, make sure a few people are okay...
Perhaps I'll wait a few extra months to see Mulholland Drive, instead of going to NYC for the release date in October... Heh.
This scares this shit out of me...
~Helena*