Z-Day -- Post One

[alphafem]

Relief. I just turned the radio on and there's a Journey song playing. I hate Journey. But I love the fact that the radio is on. I remember last year just after midnight on June 13th when the radio was offline. I wonder now if it meant something more than I thought at the time. I wonder if I'd grabbed the kids, D., my dad

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[absinthe_dot_ca]

Yeah, sure, Meningitis C was the reason I cut my damn hand off... The good news is, the prosthetic has finally been tuned to the point where I can scratch my own butt without leaving a bruise. Still can't pick up eggs yet, but the docs say I'll get there. Good thing I learned to crack eggs one-handed a few years ago, eh?

[alphafem]

Good thing. I'm buying luminaries for the Relay for Life tonight for Dad and David and Jim. Do you want me to put some out in yours and L.'s names?

[absinthe_dot_ca]

That might be a little creepy... Nah, I'll just settle in for the evening with Mister Johnny Walker, Captain Morgan, and Jose Cuervo.

[alphafem]

And sharp shinies. Don't forget sharp shinies. As if you or L. ever would.