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Saturday, January 26, 2013

Facebook Post

Bless the Lord. Ron has been found alive. But we still don't know where he is. He was found at Florida Hospital--not by the police, but by a friend who thought to check hospitals AGAIN for a John Doe. Ron was "released" BUT they won't allow ANY information about what that means...released on his own account? Then he didn't go home and is still missing. Or sent to another hospital? The laws and regulations are beyond comprehension.

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Well, that's logical. I don't believe the hospitals fix all your needs, and I don't believe they are that good of places. They probably don't even put air purifiers in the rooms, and you can't like do anything, can't have a computer, TV?? I'm not sure where he'd be. Maybe wherever he was before the hospital unless he'd been there all week. Not sure why they wouldn't tell you what was wrong with him. Too bad you can't get them to tell you where he is in case he hurt himself.

Friday, January 25, 2013

Blackberry Playlist

I didn't put "1 Day More" on my Blackberry playlist.

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Dream

So, I was in 3 of Ginny Kopf's classes, and she was having me sign up for more that would stretch until night.  I was just gonna add 1 more at 1:45 P.M.  I was on the side of a bar with a gray carpeted floor and putting my legs up the ledge.  It took awhile.  I think she was going to comfort me for being mad.  My dad had just sorta shoved me a lot, like beating me but not bruising me.  We had a small puppy I was playing with, a bit cartoony, like a book by the author of The Hobbit, Roverendam.  A dog by the beach who goes on fantasies.  I did imagine someone in the water as like art in the dream.  So, the dog was on the floor, and bubbles turned up in suds at the tips of its hair.  It was so cute and like its joy and it was probably worried about getting older.  We put something on its coat or something, and the suds didn't appear.  I got so mad, someone did it I said, and I kept yelling sharply, my parents and brother.  I cornered my dad without fear.  I left the room with a sword.  He had a rifle, and I went up to him so he wouldn't shoot.  The little dog was my obsession.  Also, I was asking Ginny for help.  The computer had printed out paper on the keyboard, which was black, a sort of connected thing like a laptop.  It printed out a screenshot of itself and like a printer, too, I think, that wasn't being used.  That was the end.  My hands weren't in the picture, just the machine.