I thought it was all set.It is. I just don't have the address yet. Well, the unit number.
Fuck. I have a second memorial to go to now on Saturday. The morning in my hometown, the afternoon at my parent's for my cousin's service.
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I thought it was all set.It is. I just don't have the address yet. Well, the unit number.
Fuck. I have a second memorial to go to now on Saturday. The morning in my hometown, the afternoon at my parent's for my cousin's service.
ALRIGHT, FOLKS, LETS JUST LAY OFF THE DYING NOW!
What? Death is my gift. Oh, you mean people who are real. Okay, then.
Convienently I won't have to change from one event to the other. Black is always a safe memorial choice.
Poor kid was four years younger than me. And was full of untapped potential. And a whole lot of destructive behaivor too.
I'm going to go have a shower and a cry and remember happier times with Billy. Sigh...
aw {{Cass}}
and cookbook!
{{{Cass}}}
BTW, cookbook arriveing made my day. Really. I've been feeling very sorry for myself. I feel more like me. with extra sentiment and soppieness.
Awwwww...{{{Cass}}}
Yay for beth's cookbook! Isn't it fun? I just think they're so fun! Of course, I'm biased. But, I did have the best cookbook team a girl could ask for.
{{Cass}}
If beth got her cookbook, maybe mine is waiting for me at home! (Stupid clock, tick faster!)