Free falling.

Alice has just been let down.  In the extreme.

I thought I was going to housesit 2 kitties in beautiful Sedona for the month of October, but after getting the phone slammed down in my ear I think it's kinda over between me and Tara.

The stress is strong with me.
Looks like I'm flying to LA on Monday evening (haven't booked it yet) and staying there for two days before going... well, I've no freakin idea where. No clue. Clueless.  Nada fokol.

Have received some pretty interesting responses to my postings to house-sit though:

• to live with a guy in his Chicago flat and be his personal maid.
• to live with a erotic writer and "help him with his work".
• to live on a houseboat in Oklahoma city with a couple who can't spell.

What fun.  I'm working tonight, doing readings tomorrow and going to a show tomorrow night which leaves Sunday to organise something for my future.

I think I'm falling apart today.
I don't know where my adventure goes from here.