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Therapy
Today, we are heading into Puerto Vallarta for some therapy ( Read more... ) -
Arrival
We arrived safely. With our luggage ( Read more... ) -
Why?
'Why me' is such an inaccurate and stupid question. So I'll ask the better one.
Why now?
I'm not here
This isn't happening -
Weekend Update
Everyone survived the BBQ, the girls survived the weekend. Barely ( Read more... ) -
Success
No one died. The house didn't burn down. -
Peace
The bar-b-que grill actually works.
And I'm right where I want to be at this moment. -
You thought you could hide
It's such a nice thought, to be able to hide.
Never really works.
I really need some ice. Lots of ice. That fucking hurt, a lot. I can still taste the blood and feel the pull when I move my jaw the wrong way.
Guess I won't be sleeping on that side for a few days.
I should have ducked. -
Progress
Stabler and I notified Susan Williams' mother of her death. Three hours on an airplane for that ( Read more... ) -
The Downside
Stabler and I are getting on a plane tomorrow at 11:15 to fly to Rochester to notify Susan Williams' family of her death.
And all I can see, in my head, is someone coming to my door to tell me that Lizzie is dead.
Tomorrow is going to suck. -
Open Mouth
Insert foot.
I'm sorry for the misunderstanding.