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Still not feeling very loquacious tonight. There is the chance of martial law soon. The embassy is thinking to send it's family members home. The rest of us are told to be alert and be prepared. There is a rumor that a convoy was attacked today. Rumors abound all over the place.

i need to go into the office tomorrow for a few minutes. i have to remember to bring home my diplomas. i may be looking for work in a new place soon. Germany might be nice. i have to check with my financial manager about my portfolio. How do i handle it if i leave here and don't go back to the states. Oh well, such is life.

Tuesday i will be home alone. Just me and the dog. No place to be, no one to see. The work for the next semester is done. Well nearly. i can't get excited about it. i'm beginning to feel a bit panicky.

Only in my heart, not in my head. i'm not sleeping well, not eating right, feeling lousy. i try not to let it get me down. Sometimes it just doesn't work.

The Al Qaeda are being rounded up. The newspaper calls them alcolytes. i remember alcolytes in church. They certainly weren't this scarey.