2001-07-16 :: 2:38 p.m.

Sometimes I worry that I will die soon. Or get really really sick for five years and then die. Or plummet from the sky in a 747.

In general, I'm worried that I'm going to die before I'm old.

Don't don't don't don't don't be pulling rugs from underneath my feet, God or whoever.

One freaking baby, at least. OK? And then. Then we'll get in the box.

(I may be watching too much "Six Feet Under")

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