The horrified C word.
Tuesday, 08/16/05 - 8:51 pm.

A while ago, I talked about a man who was like The Godfather, with his raspy voice. I'm not going to look for the specific entry, but he's my brother's ex-girlfriend father, who came from Italy, experienced World War II (or was it I? I mean, he's old) first-hand, etc. Well, that man. He's got cancer. And that makes me extremely sad.

I'm trying to write a small article right now. And I'm trying to tell Joseph it worries me that I have no answer for my parents, to whether he's studying or working, because he's doing none.

Well, I'm a little sad right now. Good night.

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