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Wednesday, June 11th, 2003
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12:01a
Oi. Going to be out of town until Friday or somesuch. Internet access likely spotty.
Going to my aunt's funeral. She committed suicide. I knew her least of my fathers siblings, even less than my schizophrenic sometime-homeless uncle, which is a testament to her monumental keeping-to-herself. I do not believe I ever met her devoted husband. I do know one of her daughters to speak of, having gone to her wedding and later played with her young son.
It is sad in the abstract sense and awkward in a very concrete sense.
current mood: stressed
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