the sun will keep shining.

I totally want this, I'm pretty sure I have this, and you should all listen to this.

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The weekend was unexpectedly really nice. On Saturday, I slept for most of the day, then drove my steaming car over to my aunt and uncle's house so my uncle could take a look at it and convince my dad to pay for the repairs, then partook in their dinner of barbecued chicken and helped cuddle the cat and walk the dog. Then I managed to get the house clean in time for Dad to take Brian and I out to breakfast this morning and for my lovely aunt Dolly to come over with my adorable yet rambunctious little cousin Simon (we spent a lot of the visit informing Simon that Brian slept in the closet and was a vampire. And I wonder why my family turns out such weird kids).

Also, I got a message from one of the temp agencies I applied to telling me to call them back about a job. \o/


Then we took a trip to Whole Foods to see about replenishing the kava. The bottle I bought last time was the least expensive one, but it was still embarrassingly expensive and there wasn't very much of it. I was hoping they'd sell just the plain kava powder, a half-pound of which costs about as much as the tiny bottle if you buy it online. Of course, they don't have just the plain powder :( Of course.

So I hung around the vitamin department until one of the clerks, a nice older lady, came up to me and was like, "Hey, what's up?" I explained about the stress and anxiety thing and the kava, and she asked me, "When is your birthday?"

"August 23rd," I said, and she nodded knowingly.

"A Virgo, yeah. The last three years have been hard for you, huh? It's okay," she said, "it's been hard for all of us. It's all karma. You'll be through it in a year."

Then she gave me some Rescue Remedy stress formula to try. "You seem pretty anxious now," she said. "Kava's great, but it makes you feel druggy." (The stress formula worked, although it wasn't any less druggy--it made me feel a little stoned in a way the kava didn't, although it didn't have the sedative effects of the kava.)

"Meditate," she told me. "Meditate. You need to get in touch with your inner goddess. I know it's hard," she said. "It's okay to be socially anxious. It's okay not to have a lot of friends."

"Yeah!" said another clerk, a lady who'd originally shown me the kava. "It's okay! I don't have any friends, and I'm okay! You have a beautiful nose," she added.

"She's a beautiful Virgo girl!" the first clerk said. "Remember, no matter what happens, the sun will keep shining."