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[Dec. 24th, 2007 at 03:14 pm] |
it's christmas eve, but it feels like any other day. my baby and me aren't having a christmas this year - too many things went wrong at once and it's just easier to not give gifts at the moment. i'm going to roast a chicken for the first time tomorrow, though, and crackle-up some porkbelly as well. the usual vegetables, too.
i'll retire this journal early in the new year. i was planning on giving it away anyhow, but finishing papasong with the death of my father has a towering symmetry, doesn't it?
have a merry christmas and a loud, bold and colourful new year, won't you all? |
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[Dec. 12th, 2007 at 03:58 pm] |
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my father has been hit by a truck. as best as we know, he has two broken legs, a broken pelvis, and serious internal bleeding. he's partly conscious, and in a lot of pain. basically, a water truck ran right the fuck over the top of him. he's being airlifted from hospital to hospital as i write, and in a bad way. i'm heading to the hospital in a minute. |
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