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got a text tonight from b during an earthquake, he is fine and was home for the shaking. apparently a 7.2 quake hit about 120 miles southeast of san diego and was felt all the way to LA and beyond. i wondered about earthquakes for the first time in a long time on this trip, i usually just ignore their potential when i visit california - doesn't everyone? but when we were on the 44th floor of a downtown hotel on thursday night, the thought of the recent quake near LA crossed my mind. since there is nothing you can do to predict or prevent them, you just have to live and love now. passing thoughts of "which is better, being on the top floor of this building or being in the elevator" fortunately remained passing thoughts thanks to overpriced drinks.

a very interesting moment on this trip happened on a day we went shopping in la jolla, a fancy foo-foo area (also has the beach where the seals have taken over). anyway, we went into a local bookstore and i saw the "meet the author" wall plastered with karl rove's fat face. he was appearing there for a book signing later that day. if there is anyone more evil than dick cheney, it's rove. stunned and giddy, i overheard pussyfaced white women buying the book and asking if he was going to read, "no, he'll just be signing books" was always met with "what a shame." i had heard about a woman who tried to perform a citizen's arrest on him for war crimes the day before in LA. i had trouble figuring out how i could get out of jail in time for my flight friday morning, so decided not to risk it. i was bound to teabag him if i stayed. plus he wasn't going to be there for another 2.5 hours after we arrived, and we were d-o-n-e shopping, all pissy and tired. i wanted to leave a steaming turd in every copy of his book on their shelves, but the best i could do were some skid marks n sprinkles.

my spring break was terrific. but it unraveled no epiphany about what to do about work next year. back to school tomorrow, ugh...