Yesterday... what a day!

Some good, some -really- bad...

So, good or bad, first? I'll go with hte bad, and end off one a good note- my MO, usually.

I was standing on the dock, awaiting what would rapidly turn into good, when my cellphone rang. When I saw the name "Carly" on it, I got mildly excited- Yay! Friends inviting me to go someplace?! Woot! Unfortunately, the first couple sentences dispelled that over-eager myth. How exactly do you break the news of someone's death? And how exactly are you supposed to react when you're sitting on a dock with two good friends, waiting for your dad so you can go out and play? -How-, I ask? Just HOW!?

In case you couldn't figure it out, MP's dad died yesterday morning. If I thought it would help, I would do practically -anything- to make him feel better. It won't, though. This was his -dad-. What could possibly make that any better? -Who- could make that better, except possibly family- whom he hate? Maybe he'll get closer to his family through this? Maybe he'll finally find that something he'd been missing?

I sound so cold. So... reserved and uncaring. I just can't make it connect in my head. I turned off the phone yesterday, after saying how sorry I was and asking when the wake and funeral were, as well as if there was anything I could do, and turned to Lindsey, who was looking at me funny- she already knew. Kyle had no idea what was going on. Then all three of us said not a word for a couple minutes, before talking over-enthusiastically about something else that probably deserved no enthusiasm at all. Geez... What a coping mechanism, eh?

MP. What can I say, man? If you need anything- to talk, laugh, cry, smile, walk, get away, just give a shout. I'll do anything even remotely in my power. I'm so incredibly sorry... And possibly, the only thing that may, in the end, make you feel better, is the knowledge that he's finally without pain. No more hospitals, doctors, nurses, tubes, straps... No more worry for your mom, sister, you, and your family. He's in a better place, Mike, and that's the only real comfort I can give... As unfair as death is, ultimately.

Geez... I'm so sorry, hun.

did I say I had good news? Yeah... I'm pretty well grounded right now. Here's the long and short. went tubing, had a fantastic time with Linds getting knocked off continuously, in such insanely crazy ways, got to watch someone have a good time on a boat for the first time, as well as tube for the first time- Seriously, folks, who has never gone tubing before?! GET OUT THERE!!! Then we sat at my house, ate Ben and Jerry's like good fat kids, and wtch some of I,Robot, while all three of us fell asleep... haha

I feel like shit right now from allergies, bruises, itch, and wahtever else is botheirng me... ewwie. But, overall, a great day.

BTW... It's official. I have big boobs. If someone talks about how big they are, you kind of start to wonder... And that's the SECOND TIME!! lmao BTW... what is it with guys and boobs? Are you jealous? Dude... they're just stupid, I think.