The little sister of one of my students fell out of a second story window this weekend and wasn't found for half an hour. She landed on concrete and is in critical condition at the hospital.
Why did it take a half hour to find her? How did she fall out of the window in the first place?
Regardless, please pray for them.
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Gradually but quickly nonetheless, life moves forward --
Ultimate frisbee summer league starts tonight.
My laptop hasn't come yet - or rather, I haven't been here to sign for it, which is frustrating.
I registered for classes at UIC.
It's 89 degrees in our apartment with the windows open.
My step-grandpa had a massive stroke but is recovering well.
It's bike to work week - the local clip just showed a woman complaining, "They act like they own the road." Well, my friends... we do. Deal with it and get a bike too.
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