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[Nov. 26th, 2009|02:06 am] |
NAVI SOON-TO-BE-BLACKFEATHER. WE NEED TO SET A DATE FOR THE WEDDING. AND DECIDE ALL THAT PLANNING JUNK.
No unfs first this time. We never actually talk 'after', mainly because 'after' is a vague concept. Drinks, and discussion of plans. Sex afterward, to celebrate.
(Avoiding the topic of this damnable holiday, me? What makes you think that?) |
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[Nov. 26th, 2009|07:50 pm] |
To those who celebrate it...
Happy Thanksgiving.
I'm grateful for the fact that I somehow managed to live for another year, my son...the fact that there hasn't been any 'major' disaster.
I'd be even more grateful if I was somewhere that actually celebrated the holiday. Even the building that serves as the 'officers' club' doesn't have much in the way of Thanksgiving.
I feel even worse for those in the infirmary: bad enough to be away from your family on thanksgiving, being injured and away has to suck-not to mention the food they serve there isn't worth living for.
god, I miss my son. |
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