Tsuris and tantrums

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Sunday, December 10, 2006

Morbid things

Life in Indo is pretty cool. They show dead bodies of people on the news. There was this dude who hung himself because of unrequitted love. He was from high school - Modern day Romeo I would call it.

Soapy - says:
why do they call it an accident when they know somebody deliberately threw himself onto an oncoming train
Soapy - says:
that's not called accident anymore wad
.... says:
bcos the train dude didn't know he was gonna jump.
Soapy - says:
nope its suicide
.... says:
they can't call it a suicide attempt. becos he died.
.... says:
so its not an attempt.
Soapy - says:
its a successful suicide (he died)

Inspired by all this dying around and Babel, this one's called The Jumper

It was Mike’s first day at work at the condominium.

He remembered watching her take the lift upstairs. She looked like anyone who lived there complete with a grocery bag from 7-11. He remembered greeting her. She looked at him with a half smile, with the saddest eyes he had ever seen.

Drugs and alcohol had given her Dutch courage.

“A toast to the men I’ve loved before and the scoundrels of the earth. This one is for you.”

Her last words.

Minutes later she had flung herself off the building. Like an amusement ride there was adrenaline rush … then blank.

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