2002-02-10 || 10:15 a.m.

|| in 1946 a red head star dropped from the sky ||

it is my mummy's birthday. i didn't send her flowers or a card because i am lazy and a terrible daughter. but i will call her and i will say 'happy birthday, mummy! i love you!' and she will say 'dad took me out to breakfast. we are working in the backyard. i am fifty-six and how the hell did that ever happen, twenty-five year old daughter?'

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