twentyone days

Jul 08, 2005 17:47

Just talked to a man nearly killed in Iraq. Not dead, just mostly dead, for a while there. In the middle of a raid of a house in Ramadi, Iraq, an "improvised explosive device" detonated, spewing shrapnel like a frat boy spews chunks a few hours before the world's worst hangover. Little metal splinters dug into the lieutenant's face, his arm, his ( Read more... )

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daifukumochi February 22 2006, 11:53:19 UTC
Oh my god katie.

" He didn't actually tell me all this. He was pretty close-lipped, in fact; just the barest of his truths will go into the paper. I can only tap on the cupboard door in the cruel kitchen of his memories, wondering what ingredients will go into the nightmare stew his mind cooks up for him. "

I hate you and your awesome writing that is keeping me away from doing my homework.

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my favorite thing to do katiekatieka March 3 2006, 19:49:25 UTC

is to keep you away from your homework!

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