2004-07-07
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This makes me really sad: In Loving Memory. This morning I woke up and everyone in my family asked if I had heard "the news." I hadn't, so my mom pulled me outside where my dad was, and they told me....Last night, my pastor died in his sleep while in Arkansas. While I didn't agree with everything he said, I've known him the most of my life, and I liked to brag how my pastor had ties with the mafia, and was a badass. I was supposed to go to a trip to Israel with him this coming February. He was only fifty.
Life is so weird sometimes. I swear I will vomit if someone says anything about bad things happening to good people, though. Expect to get knocked out.
aigre-douce at 5:18 p.m.