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I never write in this.
I tried writing in an actual journal...but that took too long. And my penmanship is crap. I'm kind of torn between this desire to bitch to the entire fucking world online and the desire to keep all my shit to myself.
But yeah...my dad's in the hospital again. He was drinking and fell down the flight of stairs in front of our house. Cracked his head on the concrete, fractured his collarbone and broke his left arm in two places. He should be okay, but it looks like he'll need surgery on the arm (some kind of a pin or something?). I went to visit him this morning, but he just yelled at me...and I didn't even defend myself. I just stood there like some fucking twink and let him.
Maybe he'll be in a better mood today.
I tried writing in an actual journal...but that took too long. And my penmanship is crap. I'm kind of torn between this desire to bitch to the entire fucking world online and the desire to keep all my shit to myself.
But yeah...my dad's in the hospital again. He was drinking and fell down the flight of stairs in front of our house. Cracked his head on the concrete, fractured his collarbone and broke his left arm in two places. He should be okay, but it looks like he'll need surgery on the arm (some kind of a pin or something?). I went to visit him this morning, but he just yelled at me...and I didn't even defend myself. I just stood there like some fucking twink and let him.
Maybe he'll be in a better mood today.