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Nov 17, 2003 23:37

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november seventeenth two thousand and three... eleven thirty-seven pm

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Bro! Bro. You there? Pick up the fucking phone.

No? Okay, well here's a joke, stop me if you've heard it.

I won the lottery.

*chuckles*

Sorry, couldn't resist.

Hey, um. Seriously, though. I heard about mom. I, uh. I don't think I'll be able to come down to see her this time. Shooting that pilot I told you about, remember? It's going great, man, just wait until you see it. So far it's not much of a part for me, but Sylvia says that if the pilot makes it through, I'll be swinging, man. The money will be rolling in! Hey, I might even get to pay you back sooner than I thought.

So. Just give mom my love. And, hey, look. Don't worry. I know you worry about every fucking little thing, but it'll be cool. We've been through this. You've been through this. Things get better. They always do. She'll be back to her old self in no time.

Yeah. Well.

Call me back, okay? You never do.

Funny. Sometimes I forget I have a brother. Crazy, huh? I know, I know. Sometimes I forget I have a brain, too. I know you were thinking that.

And, hey. Sometimes I don't think I say this enough. But.

I love you, man.

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