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Thursday, January 22   >>


I hate that the only time my family is together is when someone is in the hospital.


The Sister was kicking some gnarly abdomen pains that had her end up in an emergency room very early this morning. Hours later, a surgery. Hours later, she's on her way home. It's a Christmas miracle.

I've been awake for more than 35 hours.

The no-sleep dementia kicked in around three hours ago, when a very old lady in a neighboring hospital room started yapping about how much she hates Barack Obama. I couldn't help but eavesdrop.

"Damn democrat -- going to raise our taxes. A lot."

She is in a hospital room. Complaining about taxes.

The only tax she should even remotely be thinking of is the estate tax. Too early?

Post-surgery-The Sister was upset at me this afternoon because she was sore, and I, in hindsight, an asshole, didn't skip a beat to make her laugh. I just want to die knowing that I made someone laugh so hard that it made them hurt.

Hugo Hospital Highlight:
HUGO: Don't fall asleep.


HUGO: They put some morphine in your ivy thingie. If you go to sleep, there's a good chance you won't wake up.

And scene;

Hospitals are fucking gay, man.