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at the library today i borrowed Irvine Welsh's Omnibus with 3 of his books in one volume,
Trainspotting, The Acid House and Marabou Stork Nightmares. over the next
2 weeks, i will dedicate my time to reading all 920 pages of it.
this is joy
anyway today mom found one of her old photo albums and i managed to see pictures of kongkong the wrestler
looking at him in photos only makes me wish so much more that i had the chance to meet him
i didn't dare say much because i know she misses him alot, but it's really such a waste because i bet he would have made a great grandpa