Well crap, I needed to finish a paper tonight and the brain has been swiss cheese, so I'm calling it a draw. I'm losing points right and left in this class already, but I can turn this in tomorrow without losing points. Just annoyed at myself more than anything. Stupid brain weasels.

Fuck mortality.

Suzi, How heartbreaking for your family.

Dana, I hope the meds cocktail helps your health turn the corner soon.

Sometimes it sucks being the practical rock.

Honestly as squeemish as I am, I'm surprised that I can do this sort of thing. But for friend's sake I'm thankful that I can.

Friend was weeping uncontrollably, almost hiccuping her words when she talked. She pointed to her chest and said it hurt. I told her when I lost Pachisi (my cat soul mate) my chest hurt so much I thought my heart was going to stop, that I was actually surprised to wake up the next morning. Then I told her the thing about grief being like boulder that is laid on our backs, it doesn't get smaller and lighter over time but we get stronger.

Hi Bitches!

Suzi, what a heartbreaking situation. I hope he is somehow able to find peace and comfort.

Sometimes it sucks being the practical rock.

It is my natural state of being. I am sometimes perceived as unfeeling because my practical rock side kicks in powerfully when needed. I've only lost it a very few times. Don't like it, and it doesn't help, so I avoid it.

I am on partial work strike. I worked 28 hours over the weekend fixing a work catastrophe while DH was off coaching a basketball tournament. I told him it is all on him for a couple days while I ignore the support emails and calls. GoT and Elementary time!

Ugh, I think I may be confusing the kid who OD'ed with another kid from that side of the family. I tried to FB stalk him and he doesn't have much of a presence there but the one picture that I think is him isn't the face I had matched with that name in my head. Which breaks my heart even more because if it is that other kid - he never pinged me as someone dealing with addiction. Which, I guess, is part of the larger issue with addiction - you never know who is struggling.

But now how do I ask my dad - hey, is THIS the cousin who died? His wife's family is HUGE and I don't see some of them very often, especially since I moved to Colorado, so it is completely possible I have names/faces crossed up. No matter who, the whole thing is heartbreaking, but I still want to have the right person in my head.

Tragedies keep happening. Wish Death could take another holiday for a while.

Suzi, that's so awful. The poor family.

I'll be really sad to lose any of my cats, but when Leo goes, it'll break my heart. I try not to think of the inevitable.

Sometimes it sucks being the practical rock.

I don't think of myself that way, in my everyday life I'm far from practical or rock-like. But in a crisis I'm the calm and focused one who fixes things. I don't know how I came to be that person.

In my family DH and his namesake son are super emotional in a crisis, while younger son and I are cool, calm, and focused on the fixing. DH gets with the fixing, but with non-stop exclamations of "OMG This Is The Worst Catastrophe In The World", which makes me crazier than the crisis itself.

I texted my dad asking for a picture "because CJ isn't sure who I'm talking about". A coward's way of resolving WHICH family member died? But both Kelly and I are unsure now that we have compared notes on the males around that age in that part of the family.

Suzi, I've only got one cousin that I know by both face and name, so don't feel too bad!

Good idea, Suzi!

Sam Shepard died. ALS apparently. 73 doesn't seem old to me any more.