Otherwise known as Father's day. It's never a good day for me. My
dad died when I was five so you'd think I would have gotten over it a
little bit by now, but it lingers with sads and poutiness.
Bon, a friend from work was all stressed last week about finalising the
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Hello fellow talking-to-self person.
:-)
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