August 21. Monday. 7:50 am cst.
"Come on, Skibby. Lets go potty! Come on!"
I open the front door to let out my best dog so he can take his morning pee next to the mailbox.
"Go potty, Skibs!"
I notice a car parked in front of my house. I immediately recognize it to be the car belonging to my neighbor's sister (well, christina and I presume it is
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sorry i didn't get a chance to call you today.
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maybe project runway night?!?
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when i showered today, i began to think about the angel of death (I do most of my thinking in the shower).
How close it has been to me this last year. Crazy Shite!
CCOOLLLEEGGGEEE!
I'm talking university, people!
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haha get it?! it's a call back to the other night! HA!!!!!!
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thank you.
i'm fine. the sister seems to be doing better, too.
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The trick is to remember the person alive. That is what they would want!
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Oh my... new journal layout!
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