March 11th, 2005
I went to the barbecue today. That man can cook, all that beef tasted absolutely heavenly. I took the whole day off and just hung out with Hal.
He doesn't look too good.
I think he's decided not to get treatment this time.
It's hard to handle. Hard to think about, even. I'm not ready to say goodbye to him. Not yet. Maybe not ever, really.
He's the only source of gratification I've got. He tells me he's proud of me, and I need that.
From the looks of him, he's got a handful of months.
I'm going to ease up on work a little.
I've begun publishing unfinished entries as a way of allowing readers to preview the entries which are yet to come. Also, the dates don't mean anything as far as actual in-game chronology goes.
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