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[ladyjanelly]

My dad's wife died last week. I can't say I liked her too much, but she did try, the last time I was down in Florida.

My dad's a mess. I'm almost thinking about dropping my classes this semester and going to see him.

We've been playing phone tag since the event but he keeps calling the minute I put my phone down or turn it off for classes and leaving messages where it sounds like he's crying and when I call back (like 7 minutes later this time) it goes to voice mail.

I really worry about him drinking. Or worse. Or suicide.

Jesus.

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[spar30.livejournal.com]

Really now, you need to meet me halfway and start drinking more so I can take you out and we can console each other the bottom of good martini's and then have our sigifigant others come pick our drunk asses up.

[ladyjanelly.livejournal.com]

God you don't know how good that sounds right about now.

[spar30.livejournal.com]

you name the time pretty lady, me and you have a date for mischief and blowing off of steam. (bet we could pick a fight)

[spar30.livejournal.com]

OR we cook jump on the bike, head out to the gun-range, draw lewd pics of those that frustrate us on the targets and blow the hell out of them. Come on, be my gun toting scooter tramp for a day. (I'm free Sunday, Saturday I'm cooking off a batch of moonshine in the shop. You are welcome to come help if you want)