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Feb. 28th, 2010
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Feb. 28th, 2010 06:25 pmHere's a funny story about life.
March 1st, Dad gets his cancer surgery. He'll be in the hospital for the first week, and unable to talk at least for the rest of the month (hopefully--depending on how much tissue they take, possibly a lot longer).
Friday (as in 3 days before said surgery), my parents get a letter that the house insurance is being shut off March 28th unless they switch something about the electrical system that the insurance has been covering fine for the entire 21 years they've lived here. Because we have time and money to run around getting quotes on complex electrical work, getting everything moved away from the more or less storage room in the basement that contains the fuse box, and getting somebody to actually come in and get the stuff done in four weeks.
Way to fuck us, universe.
March 1st, Dad gets his cancer surgery. He'll be in the hospital for the first week, and unable to talk at least for the rest of the month (hopefully--depending on how much tissue they take, possibly a lot longer).
Friday (as in 3 days before said surgery), my parents get a letter that the house insurance is being shut off March 28th unless they switch something about the electrical system that the insurance has been covering fine for the entire 21 years they've lived here. Because we have time and money to run around getting quotes on complex electrical work, getting everything moved away from the more or less storage room in the basement that contains the fuse box, and getting somebody to actually come in and get the stuff done in four weeks.
Way to fuck us, universe.