April 21st, 2003

Pluto close up


My dad is actually pretty tore up about this whole "Father-in-law dying" thing. Now, if you knew my dad... emotions aren't exactly something he likes to show, it's one of the reasons we get along as well as we do as opposed to mother who gets frantic over pretty much nothing... but he was kinda crying when he called right now, and that makes ME feel bad, not for Grandpa, but for him... It's easy for me to adjust to him dying, if and when he does. Sadly, the man has pretty much BEEN dead to me for four years, since he went and got remarried because he needed a warm body to screw when he got ansy (I'm not lying here...), he couldn't just die alone with the love of his family and the memories of his late wife... noooooooooooooooooooooo... leave it to a man to start thinking with his head, the one in his pants, mind you, and not the one on his head.

Anywho, I hate Grandpa, I do... it's true, I've gotten used to it, the family has gotten used to it, end of story.

Daddy, on the other hand, lost HIS Daddy 19 years ago next tuesday... because HIS father had a heart attack (right after he got done holding baby me and singing, see, this is why I'm a rather fucked up kid...) and died, and I'm sure he doesn't want to lose his father in law to the same damned thing.

Yeah, see, life with my family, just like living an episode of the Sopranos, assuming I watched said so...
Pluto close up


gotta love how there are times when I'm writing a story, or have a story planned, and it just so obviously mimics my real life. Like, when I wrote the Frat part of Fern, Angelica went and joined her sorority, and now I'm doing the Ducktales story that deals with betrayal by people who they loved, which will have a semi-happy ending... but I somehow doubt the whole thing I'm personally going through will have a happy ending. I could be wrong, but I'm putting money on the chance of me being right.

Sometimes we just can't win, can we?