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I'm just going to babble a bit ...
Emma, whom I've known and loved since she was 20 minutes old is now grown up and so incredibly beautiful; just a perfect blend of mom and dad. She will be one on my birthday this May.
We haven't seen her in three months, and she is now so animated. It was incredible to wake up to her talking. We can't yet figure out if it's mom's Chinese or dads English, but are certain that whatever it is that she is saying is very profound.
I think that we've figured out my back thing, that turned into a terrible stomach thing, which turned into a not eating and generally feeling shitty thing: some sort of acid thing going on in my stomach. I haven't slept a full night sleep since Hans died, and recently instead of waking up out of absolute sorrow, it was insane stomach pains keeping awake in the sleepy time hours. Randy had suggestes Prilosec, which essentially turns off the acid flow into my stomach, which 3 days into the process seems to have worked brilliantly. Yesterday I had a huge appetite again, eating the toast from Randy and Laura's plates and last night I slept like a baby, not waking with any sign of tummy warfare.
Richard and I are like two peas in a pod, which is to say that we are like the little old ladies down at the social club ... we can talk about anything, and we do and will, which is something that I really need at the moment. Thus far we've talked about fado music, lady boys, and most importantly Hans. That basically covers the essentials, eh? He is cool with talking about this, infact it was he who was curious to know anything and everything. I'm so glad to be here.
We're headed out alone for a bit of a hike in a bit, then I believe that we'll all be heading into Vancouver to check out a few things. Catch ya on the flipside, homeslice.
Emma, whom I've known and loved since she was 20 minutes old is now grown up and so incredibly beautiful; just a perfect blend of mom and dad. She will be one on my birthday this May.
We haven't seen her in three months, and she is now so animated. It was incredible to wake up to her talking. We can't yet figure out if it's mom's Chinese or dads English, but are certain that whatever it is that she is saying is very profound.
I think that we've figured out my back thing, that turned into a terrible stomach thing, which turned into a not eating and generally feeling shitty thing: some sort of acid thing going on in my stomach. I haven't slept a full night sleep since Hans died, and recently instead of waking up out of absolute sorrow, it was insane stomach pains keeping awake in the sleepy time hours. Randy had suggestes Prilosec, which essentially turns off the acid flow into my stomach, which 3 days into the process seems to have worked brilliantly. Yesterday I had a huge appetite again, eating the toast from Randy and Laura's plates and last night I slept like a baby, not waking with any sign of tummy warfare.
Richard and I are like two peas in a pod, which is to say that we are like the little old ladies down at the social club ... we can talk about anything, and we do and will, which is something that I really need at the moment. Thus far we've talked about fado music, lady boys, and most importantly Hans. That basically covers the essentials, eh? He is cool with talking about this, infact it was he who was curious to know anything and everything. I'm so glad to be here.
We're headed out alone for a bit of a hike in a bit, then I believe that we'll all be heading into Vancouver to check out a few things. Catch ya on the flipside, homeslice.
posted by justinian at 10:26 AM
3 Comments:
What the hell are lady boys? You guys make me feel so square ...
We'll tell you all about it when you are older, David.
Oh LADY BOYS. I thought you were talking about yet another band I'd never heard of. I forgot where you were.
Now I get to feel square AND dumb. Neat.
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