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SPAM ME
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[10 Jan 2012|04:17am] |
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It's snowing. Snow reminds me of being back up North. It reminds me of Mary. I don't really think I like snow anymore. Petty, sure, but true. I like Bon Temps for how much it is not there. Got hit by a snowball on my way out of the station. The little girl was throwing it at her dad, she apologized so many times it was adorable and totally forgivable.
( CAMERON )
I should shovel the sidewalk. God, that's a sentence I never thought I'd say here. I hope it doesn't last long. I don't really like snow all that much.
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[05 Dec 2011|04:26am] |
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I think that I'm getting sick. It's hard to say since I can't really tell if my throat is sore but I am incredibly run down. That is about as much fun as having my arm broken. Just because I can't feel something doesn't mean it doesn't suck.
The beach was a really good idea. I'm surprisingly a very decent surfer. I think we should go back often, Cam. Take everyone.
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[07 Nov 2011|03:48pm] |
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I'm losing feeling again. Why am I surprised? Of course it wasn't going to last.
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[16 Sep 2011|12:54am] |
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Recent events have pointed out to me that I live in a big empty house. Leaving me with two options, I can either sell it or rent out rooms.
( Cam )
I'm still so tired and I don't know why.
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[17 Dec 2010|03:05am] |
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I am so sick of being everyone's whipping boy.
( Summer )
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[27 Nov 2010|02:45am] |
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My mom and sisters have gone to Alabama to see an oncologist. It's progress. At least she's finally started to accept the idea that if she wants to see my nieces grow up, she'll have to give Western Medicine a go. It's so quiet in this house though. I've just been sitting on the porch drinking. I'm about two more beers from yelling at people about getting off my lawn.
I should have taken Isabelle's offer to go with her to New Orleans. However, I prefer to not get arrested. I get a feeling that might look bad.
Happy Birthday, Mary.
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