Thursday, August 11, 2005

I spent all last week prepping for bad news. After all, a friend's dad was going under the knife, and his heart was going to be put on a table to be worked on. This is not normal, and the list of things that could go wrong is lengthy.

Everything went fine, and I stopped holding my breath.

Today I got a phone call telling me that another friend's dad had died Tuesday of a heart attack.

Sometimes life zigs when you're expecting a zag.

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