Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Vet School

I just came home from taking dad to the hospital - more on that later - and there's an envelope addressed to me from the vet school. It's not particularly thick. I'm too afraid to open it.

I'm going to sit outside, have a fag and to calm down, and eyeball is fearfully until the suspense is too much.

I have everything possible crossed, and you should, too.

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