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I came really close to hijacking the religious ceremony and just giving a fucking speech about her; in fact I'd intended to, but there were a lot of people there! I lost my nerve it in the face of so many sincere-looking and unsuspecting church people. Hahahah, can you imagine the looks on their faces?

I couldn't tell for sure how many of them were really connected to her, and how many were just funeral-gulls. I guess it doesn't matter, really.

I got cooed at by more old ladies than you can shake a stick at yesterday, and while I'd like to tell you that I was cynically aloof, the reality is that it unmanned me. I am *such* a sucker for old ladies, especially the sweet ones.

Actually, I kind of like the mean old ones, too. I flirt with them. (When they're young and mean, I move in with them.)

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Update: I'm sitting in the airport right now, and directly across from me no more than three feet away is an old lady who is trying not to cry. Her daughter keeps asking if shes allright, and she says she is, but she isnt. I am guessing they are going to a funeral? I want to hug her, but I would probably get pepper-sprayed, so I am doing what I can from here.

Thats really fucking coincidental isnt it? Does shit like this only happen to me? Shit like that happens to you, right? Shit like this happens to me all the time.