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Sep. 24th, 2003 11:28 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Yesterday, the starter on my POS car decided it was going to keep turning, and turning, and turning, even with the key out of the ignition, until I disconnected the battery.
I was joking to
akaiyume last night that my life has turned into a country song. My marriage is ending, my car has broken down, I'm having trouble at work, and I'm having a crisis of faith. If I had a dog the poor thing would probably be sick or dying. Oddly, today my mood isn't so bad. Things are rough today, but they've been far worse.
I was joking to
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Date: 2003-09-24 09:41 am (UTC)"WELL, I WAS DRUNK THE DAY MY MOM GOT OUT OF PRISON
AND I WENT TO PICK HER UP IN THE RAIN
BUT BEFORE I COULD GET TO THE STATION IN MY PICKUP TRUCK
SHE GOT RUNNED OVER BY A DAMNED OLD TRAIN"
As he says elsewhere in the song, this is the perfect Country-Western song.
I'm sorry things are tough...
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Date: 2003-09-24 09:59 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-09-24 10:02 am (UTC)you get your dog back, your car back, your wife back, and the train backs up into you...*grin*
hang in there. time does heal most of our wounds. it may be a cliche but it really does.
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