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What the hell's wrong with our street today? Earlier there was an ambulance and a sort of mini fire truck outside Pyrae's house, and then the fire chief car came by. (Have not heard from Pyrae, either. Panic is not helping current stomachache.) And now all that good stuff is down the street. I have seen more police cars today than I usually see in a month. Weird.

My God.

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I...think I have to go call someone. I don't say "I love you" to my friends enough.

Pyrae, if you're there, then don't be. Be here.

EDIT: Was distraught. That post is friends-locked. Here is the article. I didn't know omichan well, but it's still...wow.

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Have not heard from Lyra in quite some time. Upset about this.

Want to go play the Sims, but Stargate's on in fifteen minutes, and afterwards I must write.

The computer crashed for awhile, but it's back now.

Haven't eaten all day. The Boy will be back soon with food.

Should write something introspective, but I can't. Today was such an odd, sad day, and they're voting on the gay marriage thing tomorrow or something, and no one I call is ever home, and so all in all, it is shaping up to be a rushed, stunned week, right up until the Weekend of Mad Partying starts on Friday afternoon. Which reminds me, should go call Melissa and see if I can get a ride.

Love you all.