Seems fitting. All of my Manila stuff is over on my other blog now. I'm just waiting, waiting, waiting for Dan to come.
Today I counted the hours from 28. To 18. To 15. To 13. Now it's a little more than 7 hours, but the typhoon is just starting to hit. Delay uncertain.
So, on to my quote from the movie "scent of a woman."
"Where's your father?"
"uhh, he left."
"oh, I'm sorry."
"It's ok. We don't get along very well."
"Oh. Well, why not?"
"uhh, I guess because he's an asshole."
"haha. That's ok. Every family has one."
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