Wednesday, Sept. 17, 2003 - 6:07 a.m.
Cost of the War in Iraq
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Just wrote a huge long thoughtful heartfelt entry and somehow erased the whole thing before I saved it by clicking "done"... agh agh agh at computers!! A half hour of writing and thoughtfulness and heart all for naught. I'll try to write again tomorrow. It is 6:30 now and i have fucked up.
how simply frustrating.
ps... I will at least put the link here for the page i worked on all night: My Dead Brother
How cheery. :(
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Goodbye Michael. May your next life be kinder to you. - Thursday, Jun. 25, 2009
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