Oh my god, Steph, I'm so sorry.
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How awful, Steph. I'm so sorry.
Oh Steph, I'm so sorry.
I am so sorry, Steph. What a tragic event for so many.
Thanks, everyone. We're having Father's Day brunch with my dad today since he works tomorrow. He didn't sleep at all last night. We offered to reschedule, but he said he wanted to see us. He's doing okay, but it's rough.
Oh, Tep. I am so fucking sorry.
You realize at this point anyone who gets shitty about you cancelling plans and just curling up with a blanket over their head can get fucked, right?
I just want to remind you of that so you know you're not being an asshole for taking care of yourself when the world isn't letting up on you.
Gads, that's so awful, Steph. I wish loads of strength for you and your family.
You realize at this point anyone who gets shitty about you cancelling plans and just curling up with a blanket over their head can get fucked, right?
I just want to remind you of that so you know you're not being an asshole for taking care of yourself when the world isn't letting up on you.
I didn't even think of that! Right on.
We actually are going from brunch with Dad to a 30th birthday party for Tim's nephew. And at this point I would beg off of the party (it's in about an hour), except it's at a brewery with a rooftop patio and it's 84 and sunny and they make an excellent cider and I'm going to go drink a crapload of cider, because fuck everything and this is how my family copes.
Timelies all!
I'm so sorry, Steph.
I finally went and got funky colors put in my hair. Not the whole head, but a good part of it has blue and purple streaks in it.
So sorry,Steph. No words. May the cider be the perfect balm