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Well, I think I may being tested. Last week my good friend Dustin Hobbs died at 33 due to a flipping infection his body could no longer stave off due to his imune system being way low. He had been fighting cancer for a few years and gone through radiation and marrow transplants. He beat the cancer but got sick with pneumonia and couldn't fight it. His funeral was Saturday and was packed to the walls with people. His students/ friends/ family spoke for a few hours about how great Dustin was. This was realy hard to deal with, his entire family is messed up and he was the shining star.
After the memorial some of the guys went out for a drink or 40 and Sunday I had THE worst hangover I have ever known. I was puking with my head on the toilet and my girl friend was in the sink. I actually thought I was going to have to shoot myself.
So Monday I go to work and I guess I'm not done with the hangover so I'm stuck in traffic and it hits me. I have to go right now. Pull over on the side of the road and drop my pants, nice, lovely.
So last night I stay at my girlfriends house and I'm awoken by dripping of water into a wet spot on the bed. Yes it's a new leak in the roof. Great.
So after I get up and go home I go out in the rain to feed my dogs. Usually I get attacked by two huskies who act like they haven't eaten in a few days, but only one comes. So I walk around the corner to find the brown puppie spread out in a puddle. She had died over the night from something. I don't know why, I did hear her whimper last night before I left but she does that sometimes so I don't know what happened.
This is really sucking.
After the memorial some of the guys went out for a drink or 40 and Sunday I had THE worst hangover I have ever known. I was puking with my head on the toilet and my girl friend was in the sink. I actually thought I was going to have to shoot myself.
So Monday I go to work and I guess I'm not done with the hangover so I'm stuck in traffic and it hits me. I have to go right now. Pull over on the side of the road and drop my pants, nice, lovely.
So last night I stay at my girlfriends house and I'm awoken by dripping of water into a wet spot on the bed. Yes it's a new leak in the roof. Great.
So after I get up and go home I go out in the rain to feed my dogs. Usually I get attacked by two huskies who act like they haven't eaten in a few days, but only one comes. So I walk around the corner to find the brown puppie spread out in a puddle. She had died over the night from something. I don't know why, I did hear her whimper last night before I left but she does that sometimes so I don't know what happened.
This is really sucking.
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