Aug. 7th, 2003

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"When you're talkin' to a trucker that's been haulin' goods
Down the stretch of road in Maine, they call the Haynesville Woods
He'll tell you that dyin' and goin' down below
Won't be half as bad as drivin' on that road of ice and snow."
Daniel Fulkerson "Tombstone Every Mile"

Well fuck. That's all there is to say, fuck. My dad died last night.

Flight out early tomorrow morning. Can't afford to take [livejournal.com profile] derien along, but that might be good. She can have a break from me and it allows me to deal with family for a few days and deal in general.

I stayed up until 3am reading OotP. I need to pick out another book, something light. I'm not sure the Kant that is sitting on The Stack is what is appropriate.

In the meantime I have to find the ambition to deal with a few minor programming crises. It tends to piss people off when you ignore their problems then fly off for 5 days. People just have no sense of humor.

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