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Knees please

Ugh. My "okay knees" are NOT doing semi decent today. I'm in a /lot/ of pain and have a day of running around stairs to look forward to.

Oh noes. =/

In other news, I need to remember to update the Hoover incident and my spawn's knowledge thereof some time today either privately or tightly filtered. *sigh* I knew the boy who died. I have some ideas and feelings about that that I should probably get down on paper, so to speak.

:(

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lefthand_path
Feb. 20th, 2008 11:05 am (UTC)
um, did i miss an entry? what happened in hoover?
none_too_subtle
Feb. 20th, 2008 03:41 pm (UTC)
I can't journal it openly. A senseless tragedy occurred. =/ It really disturbed the spawnlette, though. Funeral is today. =(
cazul_blue
Feb. 20th, 2008 12:41 pm (UTC)
So sad...
none_too_subtle
Feb. 20th, 2008 03:42 pm (UTC)
I know it. It scares me that the spawn is such a "dare devil". I worry that something like /this/ could happen to her. I was just like that when I was a kid (well, still am to a degree). So I can't tell her "don't do ANYTHING EVER" even though I want to tell her just that. She's taking this hard. She's not prone to being overly emotionaly about /anything/, but this hit her. :(
ayoub
Feb. 20th, 2008 01:30 pm (UTC)
:(

*snuggles*
none_too_subtle
Feb. 20th, 2008 03:43 pm (UTC)
Thank you *snuggles in, hides*.
ayoub
Feb. 20th, 2008 04:45 pm (UTC)
:D

I'll keep you safe :)
none_too_subtle
Feb. 20th, 2008 06:07 pm (UTC)
Awwww! That's so sweet :) :)
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