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yesterday i went over to my mom's house, because i had been meaning to see her and my sisters for a week or two now and kept forgetting to stop by.

my mom tells me that my uncle junior, who has been sick for over a year now and in the hospital for most of it, was being brought home to die that afternoon. she was a mess. i told her that my boyfriend and i would run my little sister around to her dance rehearsal and take care of things for her while she and my stepdad went to see him

so then i took care of things thru the day, and in the evening brought my little sister home after getting her some food... my mom was there and they told us that he'd died before he even left the ambulance... they made it to his house, and his son had told him that they were home and my uncle died there in the ambulance...

he wasn't really my uncle, he was my mom's cousin, but he was around so much that we called him uncle... he was a rough & tough harley biker type, but he was funny and sweet too... he was always wonderful to my sisters and me... he was always around, he never seemed sick until lately... they had to cut his foot off and he was going blind and he had been in the hospital for so long...

so now i'm going back to my mom's today to play the strong one, to take care of my little sister and keep the peace between the bitchy middle sister and my stepdad and mom, and to take care of the dogs and house, and basically just take charge of the bad situation.

calling hours are tuesday, funeral's wensday.

this just fucking sucks. he wasn't even old. its not fucking fair.



and to make yesterday even more shit, my stepdad just randomly informed me that i'm getting fat thru the stomach. i asked my mom if she agreed with him, and she said yeah. so that's just fucking lovely. my sister got irate when i told her that.


tonight we're going to canal days (dumb local festival) and maybe a movie. it'll be me, bobby, and probably my best friend and her boyfriend. i don't even know if i feel like going.