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jianantonicMan, Jer set up my computer right next to my bed, so I can type lying down and under the covers and everything. I may never sleep again...
I spent the evening tonight hanging out with Tad and Chika, the two kids renting from my folks right now. They were asking me about my parents, which led to looking at photo albums from the fifties, sixties, and seventies. I'm such a photo junkie, you'd think I'd be better about taking pictures. Oh well. Anyway...I love looking at pictures of my parents and brothers when they were younger. They always looked so happy (though who takes pictures when you look sad?). Anyway, one set of photos was an album from my great-grandmother Mabel's funeral. All the captions were in what I recognized at Marma's handwriting, and all the pictures really looked like fun. Everyone seemed to be having a blast - there are even pictures of my aunt and uncle swing dancing on the lawn at the service. That's how I want to go. I want to live a complete life, so that you can't possibly feel bad about my venturing on...no deed left undone, no dream unrealized...that would be nice.
Tomorrow before I pick up Ben, I need to clean out my car and also go somewhere to buy a pillowtop for this mattress. There are already about eight layers of blankets down under me, but this has got to be the world's most uncomfortable bed. Oh well. Wish me sleep!
Peace.
I spent the evening tonight hanging out with Tad and Chika, the two kids renting from my folks right now. They were asking me about my parents, which led to looking at photo albums from the fifties, sixties, and seventies. I'm such a photo junkie, you'd think I'd be better about taking pictures. Oh well. Anyway...I love looking at pictures of my parents and brothers when they were younger. They always looked so happy (though who takes pictures when you look sad?). Anyway, one set of photos was an album from my great-grandmother Mabel's funeral. All the captions were in what I recognized at Marma's handwriting, and all the pictures really looked like fun. Everyone seemed to be having a blast - there are even pictures of my aunt and uncle swing dancing on the lawn at the service. That's how I want to go. I want to live a complete life, so that you can't possibly feel bad about my venturing on...no deed left undone, no dream unrealized...that would be nice.
Tomorrow before I pick up Ben, I need to clean out my car and also go somewhere to buy a pillowtop for this mattress. There are already about eight layers of blankets down under me, but this has got to be the world's most uncomfortable bed. Oh well. Wish me sleep!
Peace.
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Date: 2006-02-14 06:59 am (UTC)