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A toast munching, coffee drinking marvel
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August 22, 2003 4:38 p.m.
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Downstairs smells of toast. I cremated some for Dad this morning and it's lingering. Dad was taken into hospital again about half an hour ago. His leg has swollen up and I did what any good daughter would... My mobile phone is more bust than before (won't make or recieve calls) and I'm feeling a bit lost without it. I never thought I'd rely on stupid technology this much.
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