Ah Shawnee. I can't mouth platitudes about the fact she's going to go to a better place because you know I don't believe it. But at 95 she must have lived a full life and obviously made an impression on you. I genuinely believe the way we live on is in the memory of others. Talk to your nieces about her. Knowing you, you took the time to hear her stories while she could still tell them.

Some people burn brightly, some flicker on. Sounds like she has had both in her life. Just feel glad she is - and has been - loved and is probably now beyond any pain and regret.

No one says it better than Sundae.

Im very sorry Shawnee.

Bri, hope everything works out for R.

lots of upsetting here. Thoughts and prayers to all whose loved ones are ill.

SATs saturday, Psych (as in the class) Exam monday AND tuesday, Math exam wednesday and thursday, performance of Eanna thursday and friday, and prom the next week - which means i need to work up the balls to ASK someone.

hell week, here i come

Where is my GODDAMN POCKET KNIFE?!

Back to finding everything but what you were looking for Bigv?
:)
If I remember correctly the last time you found it, you were looking for something else? So look for something else and you might find it?

lost love

Not as upsetting today as yesterday but....

We have this vending machine at work nicknamed "The Wheel of Death" cause it's one of the kinds that spins around, and has a tendency to make our employees not feel too good after eating from it. I've eaten from the wheel many times, and although the food is kinda gross and sometimes causes a little bit of heartburn or a small tummy ache, overall it's no big deal...just enough in yer belly to get you through the day.

Recently they've been putting in little pizzas which are actually rather edible, don't make me feel icky or anything afterward..not a 5 star meal, but edible. AND on my 5 1/2 hour shifts, they made my half hour lunch optional. Woohoo...extra half hour of pay, so I've been skipping my lunch and just grabbing a snack instead from the vending machines on my break at the end of the night.

HOWEVER, they tricked me. Goddamn vendor man switched out the good pizza with gross pepperoni-sausage-onions-and-peppers icky pizza. Ate about 1/4 with all the gross toppings and then scraped everything off and just ate the bread. What? I was hungry. Back to work..no problems...bout an hour later, I get a tummy ache.

Blech, damn pizza. Tummy ache sticks around till the end of my shift, but hey, it happens, no big deal. Get home, tummy ache worsens a bit, but still doable. Talk with adorable boyfriend on the phone, go to sleep.

Wake up at 3am and barf brains out. Repeat every half hour until 3 pm. Loving boyfriend calls around 4:30 and asks if we're still on for our plans to hang out. He finds out I've been sick and brings me mashed potatoes to settle my belly, and sits with me watching movies for the rest of the night.

My abs hurt.

Hardly. I'm as lost as they come.
Good call.

You may call off the dogs.

The fucking sock monster in my dryer must've eaten about three more socks last night.

That's just LJ gearing up for some more sock puppet hilarity.

I R not an alter!!!

My brother-in-law's brother, R, died this morning at 2a.m. due to a massive heart attack. He was 46.

Sorry, Bri. That sucks.

Ditto.

I finally sent Malibu Barbie off to greener pastures yesterday.