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Today is my mom’s birthday.  She’s not around to celebrate it.  I’m sad.  She decided she didn’t want anymore birthdays about 10 years ago.  But instead of taking the Nancy Reagan route where you just have your 35th birthday over and over again, she decided to just die.  I wasn’t even consulted on the matter.  I would have been totally against the suicide as it tends to have a negative effect on others.  I would have been right.  It had a negative effect on me and my sisters and my mom’s brothers and sister and her friends and my friends and the fire department and the police department.  I’d like to say “Up Yours!” to Heroin at this time for NOT helping my mom’s already messed up state of being.  Heroin, you totally didn’t help.  By the way, you really f’d my sister up too.  Oh, and while I wasn’t around for it, I think you really f’d up my funky dad.  So, Herion, to you I say, “Piss off”.  Leave my family alone you freak.

Sad news. That crazy-ass Australian, Steve Irwin, was killed by some sting-ray barb to the chest

He was good people.