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ah, baseball [13 May 2005|10:20pm]
[ mood | Buzzed ]

Ah. BaseBall. Great American Pasttime. Took an evening off and had dad treat the family to a baseball game. Basin City Sharks beat the San Diego Padres 4-2.
A Rarity.

I haven't had this much fun in a while.

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Dinner with The Rafferty Parents. [12 May 2005|11:13pm]
[ mood | Accepting. ]

Mom and Dad Arrived on Thursday as they'd planned. Jaqueline and April stood waiting patiently at the train station.

The first thing, the First thing that dad says to me off the train is, "You look like shit."

No Hello, No "Gee son sorry about your wife leaving you, and your drinking problem, oh-and how much you desperately hate your life right now." I get the "You look like Shit." Speech.

"I'm having a bad week." I say, smiling ruefully in my dad's direction. Mom embraces the kids and Jaqueline and April smile and hug her back and its all merry fucking sunshine until dad spots Amelia.

Amelia's a hooker, an old town hooker-and she and I might have fooled around as Per Rent-Night Agreement. Nothing long term but enough for a passing passive Hello.

"Son." Dad says to me in a loud voice, "I thought you would be working the streets to get rid of Dirt like that."

Never mind that Prositution is legal in Basin. Never Mind that at all. Never mind that statement making my father the biggest hypocrite in the world. (He had at least three affairs while I was living at home)

I have to arrest her. In front of the kids because Dad's looking on and I don't fuck up in front of my father. That's almost as bad as being laughed at okay?
The Charge? Outside licensed quarter.

"Picking up my sister from the station is a crime?" She mutters and I sigh.

Interviewed Callahan earlier that day and recieved a note from the Killer. Yes-the Killer. Not The big idiot we're framing for the cold and calculating Murders that are going on. Veronica down at the Gazette keeps calling me for a story.

And Callahan looked like she wanted details too. I spilled more then I should have with her.
If anyone finds out it'll mean my job. I cannot say ANYTHING at all.

Dinner was Mashed Potatos and The Colonel's Bucket O' Fun. I'm running out of Fast food Places and I'm actually Missing Cheryl's crappy cooking.
It's obvious she's not coming back. But I don't want to disappoint the kids.

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[07 Apr 2005|10:00pm]
[ mood | cranky ]

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Offical Basin City Police Department Witnesses/Hookers/miscreants Need Apply.
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