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R.I.P, Good Boy
Elvis had to be put down today. He was a great dog, the only one I've ever really loved.
He had a good life, and was much loved and appreciated for all of it. He lived long for a member of his breed: about 13 years. This does not make his passing less sad, but maybe makes it all the better and more fortunate for me that I got to know him.
I hope that my mother and sister are okay. I worry for my mother, for whom he was such a constant companion and comfort.
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Finished boxing up the office today. Interesting to find out that KV still has, or again has, a job. While I don't begrudge her this, as she does have seniority, and it's clearly a last minute change, it does just make me feel all the more disposable.
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I don't think I can read any more Naomi Klein today. Too dark in here already.
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