One of Those Weeks

Published by Iain Aschendale in the blog ...from a dark place. Views: 152

So a friend of mine recently laid down his bike, breaking his elbow in the process. He's had his surgery, got his pins installed, and it's actually a good thing that his bar was already closed down by the state of emergency; his days were going to be "off" anyway and he's getting a government subsidy for the lost business.

An old schoolmate of mine just finished paying his debt to society for the sort of thing that Gordon Sumner wrote a hit song about. He'll still have to register for the rest of his life, and teaching is kind of off the career list from here on out. My mind slips so quickly into the special pleading arguments of "Well, she was nearly..." but no, no, and fucking NO. Close only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades, and I hope everything turned out okay for her.

I got an email from my dad this morning. He had to have his cat put to sleep, general old age stuff culminating in a refusal/inability to eat anymore.

Just like my mom at the end.
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