Arrggg

[serafina20]

The funeral was *all day*. All day. All day. How can it take all day to bury some one? A Jewish ceremony is like forty five minutes tops. Then you go out to the grave site, hear a few more words, the casket is lowered into the ground, you put the dirt on it, and that's it. Then you have the reception.

Not this, apparently. The service was about an hour and a half. Then, at the reception, 3 people cried over me, saying how Harmon was like a grandfather to me and it's so sad that he's gone. Unfortunately, 2 of those people who said it was my aunt and the third was my cousin, and it was the funeral, so I couldn't tell them they were wrong, but still. They were wrong. The man was nice. I guess I liked him. I'm sad he died, but he was not like a grandfather to me. Especially not since I saw the way he was with his real grandkids.

So I spent a lot of the day being angry. And not feeling well. I did, however, get to play with the baby, so that was nice.

I'm so tired right now. Last night was the first night I actually got to sleep since I finally took medicine for my cough and throat. I'll definitely do it again tonight, since I have to work tomorrow. Yay, wrapping presents. Actually, it's not so bad when a. I get to work with the people my age (as opposed to the bitter lifers) and b. actually get to wrap the presents as opposed to, say, dust the perfume.

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[garryowen.livejournal.com]

Hey. Sorry about funeral. I appear to have missed the explaining of the funeral. Hm. We'll have to catch up later.

I, meanwhile, seem to be sick again. Fucking retail.

[serafina20.livejournal.com]

No, there was no explaining of the funeral. I never got around to it. I just skipped right to the venting.

I'm sorry you're sick again. It has to be work, which is too bad. You'll just have to get a nice job working as a writer.

A prezzie to cheer you up...

[soft-princess.livejournal.com]

So, I finally had a second so I could finish part of your prezzie. I tried myself at wallpaper-ing and failed miserably, so I asked a friend to do it for me. I know it's not the same thing as if I'd made it myself, but I promise I'll learn to make good wallpapers one day, and make you a good one then. *giggle* My friend did promise to give me some pointers and maybe tutor me.

Here's one icon. The quote is from Evanescence's Whisper. I really hope you'll like it. *crosses fingers*



Sorry about the funeral. Those never go like you'd want them to. *pets you*