Category: death

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Sometimes, you just have to ask …

(Yeah, yeah, I know that there are other things I have to get back to writing about. But this, THIS just crossed my mind.) You know … I realized how strangely analytical my family was after my mother died. After the funeral, etc, we were all sitting that the dining room table at my mom’s …

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… LUCKY …

This is not a review.  Who the fuck am I to review anything?  This is just some observation. So.  When you quit drinking, you have to find a lot of ways to take up time in order to spend some time with your husband so that he does not work through the weekend.  For the …

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The urn in the kitchen.

(There is a picture that is supposed to go here, it is of the actual urn, on the window sill next to the spider webs and an old steam grate from an old Washington D.C apartment.) Instead, since I forgot the picture when I left this morning, I will post a photo of the spider …