Peale Page Of Angst

Ξ June 19th, 2003 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Life |

This week has just been one thing after another.

First, Sarah’s on vacation this week, so although it’s quite nice to have her at home, it’s odd.

Second, I found out that one of my best friends in high school’s mothers passed away on Wednesday, June 12. She had cancer. I had seen her only two months before, and I had no idea she was even sick.

A kid I went to high school with had a younger brother, Eric Daily, that got into a high speed chase with the police. He ended up killing one of them after they set up a spike trap. He swerved to avoid hitting the spikes, and plowed right into the officer’s car.

Finally, yesterday, my stepsister was found dead in her home by my father and his wife. I had just spoken to her a week ago. We had lunch together. She was only just older than I.

I really hope things slow down soon. I don’t want to see anyone else get hurt.

Ξ June 3rd, 2003 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Family |

Slayton just walked into the living room. He was bare naked. He looked at us, and said “My penis grows like a flower,” and walked back into his room.

Needless to say, after a few minutes of laughter between Sarah and myself, we got him dressed in a hurry.