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03.16.03

Last night my dad called me in tears...

I was unaffected at first, intralled in "My Big Fat Greek Wedding", drinking Sauza Diablos, getting a foot massage... Then he told me that he was calling from the psychiatric unit of the (insert city name here) hospital. He has apparently been there for three weeks.

He was pumped full of Lithium and was barely comprehendable.

Maybe tommorrow I feel more like talking about it all.

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