Someone died in my ward. I had never met the guy. I signed his card. I didn't want to. I felt weird doing it. I think my signature somehow cheapened it. Oh well, I've never met his family or anything, they live in Albania. It sucks for his room-mates, or does it? More room maybe? I wonder what the finacial ramifications will be for them. There's a fast for his friends and family tonight/tomorrow. I'm not into that, but i'll conform outwardly. The guy's cousin is still in the hospital, car crash.
This is my reminder to tell the head resident that I will be going to the chick corea concert on monday.
I've been playing quite a bit of Urban Dead recently, its fun.
Waffling in THREE dimensions.
Sunday, February 12, 2006
Death
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