Alright, it's one of those nights, so I have a request for those of you out there that are up to it. Contact me. Leave an interesting comment, send me an IM, E-mail me, whatever. I'm just itching for some communication and, believe it or not, this is one of the more likely places for me to look for it. So!
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then someone will probably drag some little children up to speak (because they think it's cute and don't realize it's emotionally scarring them). the little children will probably say something hideously inappropriate ("i miss grandma because she always bought me power rangers and i love power rangers"). the women will cry, the men will adjust their dusty ties.
then the adults will speak. it's always the same, i think- 'so-and-so spread so much love is his lifetime. let's give back by continuing to pass on his love to others'. blah blah blah.
my rough draft read something like 'shit happens'. but the family's catholic so i finally, grudgingly, dolled it up with a bit of that 'fondest memories and deepest sympathies' sort of stuff. otherwise, who knows, they might try to 'cast out my demons ' later in the day. and i'll have a train to catch.
..and anyway, don't worry too much about me, i'm always emotionally destroyed. this isn't anything new. just the icing on my shit cake.
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