tomorrow is 11 09 01
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i was in new orleans, drinking in a bar after working till 5am. my buddy was drawing jet airliners on bar napkins over and over again, one overlapping the other in a choatic pattern. the first one he did went to some guy who claimed he had just been signed to epic records, and was going to use it for cover art. later the musician was doing coke on the bar, celebrating. went home and to sleep, woke up to my mom telling me what had happened for 10min BEFORE mentioning my dad (a pilot) was flying a trip that morning and was ok. just surreal. afternoon my boss at the time made me sand a set of stairs we were faux finishing. i never felt so fucking worthless in my life. that night my brother called. he had tried to get ahold of USAIR schedualing to find out if my dad was OK right after it happened. "I know you can't help me but i just want to know if my dad is ok" I broke down after i heard that. Cant even imagine what people in NY were going through.