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Friday, October 13, 2006


   A frowny face full of love
..didn't get around to dinner after all. Gram's so bad that she's taking morphine. I wish she'd let us take her to the hospital or something. All she does is sit there and suffer. She says she wants me to sing at her funeral. The song she wants me to sing is depressing and entirely irrelevant to her. I don't know what to do. I can't sing that song, but I can't go against her wishes either. Things are such a mess, even besides that. grr.. grr, grr, GRR.
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