daddy's girl
Jun. 11th, 2001 09:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
geekchickI just got a call on my cell phone from a number I didn't recognize. Decided to pick it up to see who was calling, and was confronted with a gentleman who kept repeatedly asking if my father was home and not believing that he had a wrong number. No, damnit, my father's been dead for 10 years, he's not going to come to the freakin' phone.
And then I stopped to think about that for a second. My god, my father really did die 10 years ago last Saturday. Ten years. 1/3 of my life.
This is part of why I find bits of "Six Feet Under" hard to watch; the flashbacks that the sons have to their father in the 60s/70s remind me a lot of my father, even down to physical appearance. Sometimes I really miss my daddy. Like right this very instant, for example. It's not as frequent as the twinges of missing my mother, but in that case it's only been just under two years; I suspect at some point it will work out to be about the same.
Ah well, back to installing Solaris. It seems the problem was with my CD, as the new discs are working like a charm.
And then I stopped to think about that for a second. My god, my father really did die 10 years ago last Saturday. Ten years. 1/3 of my life.
This is part of why I find bits of "Six Feet Under" hard to watch; the flashbacks that the sons have to their father in the 60s/70s remind me a lot of my father, even down to physical appearance. Sometimes I really miss my daddy. Like right this very instant, for example. It's not as frequent as the twinges of missing my mother, but in that case it's only been just under two years; I suspect at some point it will work out to be about the same.
Ah well, back to installing Solaris. It seems the problem was with my CD, as the new discs are working like a charm.