"Right now, God is killing moms and dogs because he has to." -Van Halen video
"Sometimes there just aren't enough rocks." - Forrest Gump
I'm having trouble concentrating. I'm supposed to be correcting 10th grade research papers and I can barely even look at the pile. I'm almost tempted to just give them all A+'s and call it a day.
Two weeks ago tomorrow, my mom died. Yes, two weeks ago. The doctor ruled it a cardiac arrest but we all suspect a brain aneurism. Today I spent the day with my dad, writing thank you cards for flowers and Mass cards, then cleaning out her closet. Thank God bonfirecollapse was there went I got home to hug me. Sometimes I feel okay. Sometimes I can't even breathe.
On a side note, last night I got my nose pierced. And my clitoral hood. More details on that experience in a future post, but it went something like this. Ow, that wasn't so bad. Then, YIKES! Yes, the piercer (Penelope of Lucky's, Northampton: she's fucken fabulous) got a kick out of the old Batman and Robin expletive. I should have thrown in a BIFF! BAM! POW! and KABLAM! for good measure.
Don't worry about me, folks. If nothing else, I've learned life is just too fucken short to waste time wondering 'what if.'
Amen to that.
"Sometimes there just aren't enough rocks." - Forrest Gump
I'm having trouble concentrating. I'm supposed to be correcting 10th grade research papers and I can barely even look at the pile. I'm almost tempted to just give them all A+'s and call it a day.
Two weeks ago tomorrow, my mom died. Yes, two weeks ago. The doctor ruled it a cardiac arrest but we all suspect a brain aneurism. Today I spent the day with my dad, writing thank you cards for flowers and Mass cards, then cleaning out her closet. Thank God bonfirecollapse was there went I got home to hug me. Sometimes I feel okay. Sometimes I can't even breathe.
On a side note, last night I got my nose pierced. And my clitoral hood. More details on that experience in a future post, but it went something like this. Ow, that wasn't so bad. Then, YIKES! Yes, the piercer (Penelope of Lucky's, Northampton: she's fucken fabulous) got a kick out of the old Batman and Robin expletive. I should have thrown in a BIFF! BAM! POW! and KABLAM! for good measure.
Don't worry about me, folks. If nothing else, I've learned life is just too fucken short to waste time wondering 'what if.'
Amen to that.
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jaytan:
ME LOVES these CDs. Oh shit, I'm flashing back. You made me remember how much good was on PE's Apocalypse '91, and I haven't heard Urban Dance Squad in over a decade. Likewise, the "retro" joint is an electric slide down memory lane. Good call on all of those.
zode:
Nice to see you Pop UpI like the new(???) picsHow are things???