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February 5th, 2010

this is only now @ 01:41 am

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Date:February 5th, 2010 07:31 pm (UTC)

we roll merrily along

Mother died today. Or maybe yesterday, I don't know. I had a telegram from the home: "Mother passed away. Funeral tomorrow. Yours sincerely." That doesn't mean anything. It may have happened yesterday. The Stranger by Albert Camus
We're all Bozos on this bus. (My mother was a Bozoette.) Firesign Theater

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