5 Hours of people crying, including me... All I want is to sleep. Until tomorrow, when I got to 6 Flags! *dance, shout, WEEE!!!*

I'm excited. haha

Anyway... The mass was nice... I really don't like Father O'Reilly. It's jsut something about him that puts me to sleep, and makes me want to grit my teeth, at the same time. But there were nice parts- especially Lianne's (sp?) eulogy- I cried so hard, but the speech itself was wonderful. It really brought to life jsut how awesome their dad was- which was what made me and everyone around me cry, laugh, and think regretfully on how much better we should have known this man before we couldn't, anymore. Meh... I'm sentimental. But it really does make you stop and think- and they were right. When someone dies, it's not just about dealing with their death, it's also about confronting your own mortality. I'm not sure which is harder- different for different people, I suppose.

Carolyn was sobbing all over the place, and I jsut didn't know how to deal with it. So, I hugged her, held her hand and made her smile however I could. I think, if I could make them smile, to make them laugh, I would do anything. But it hurts. So much, for a while, but then it gets better.... and You learn to live with it, and after awhile it only hurts sometimes.

I can't even imagine how Mike feels. I was trying earlier, and I could feel it welling up so powerfully, I pushed it back before it could really strike. All I can say is that he must be really glad that he told his dad, and his dad was accepting of it. He doesn't ahve a dad anymore... Now there's only going to be three people in the picture. I never realized that they put down Ginger. How did I not realize? I jsut thought they had shoved her in a bedroom or something- she always was a little spaz-case... Shit. Mike's dad brought her to the vet... And buried her in the backyard... Fucking shit.

I'm so sorry Mike... I will make you laugh until you burst. If you ever need anything, I am here for you. Anything, Always. I love you, boyo.