I swear every time I look at the clock it says 12:19

[melcreada]

I just had to say something (in one of my last entries) about being on an even keel, didn't I? My uncle died this morning. He was my dad's older brother, looked just like him, actually. I hadn't seen or talked to him in awhile, but I knew he was in the last stages of cancer. He was always quick with a joke, loved to tell stories, and when I was little, I could not tell him and my dad apart. I have a lot of good childhood memories of him and my aunt. It's weird: back in 2005 (I think?) my cousin, uncle, and grandmother died. Now, like an eerie pattern, it's happened again this year. I don't know what to think about that.

And now for something completely different...

I had a dream last night wherein I was making out with Anthony Bourdin and I was turning him on by describing  to him, in great detail, what he liked to eat for breakfast. What a freak.

I love my crazy dreams, ya'll.

Comments

[tweedlekeys.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry to hear that. It's wonderful that you have such great memories of him.

[joseishijin.livejournal.com]

Aw, thank you. I am just starting to read your Comic Con recaps and enjoying them, as usual. ^____^

[hamburger.livejournal.com]

My condolences, hon. Death is such a surreal thing, isn't it?

... but the dream made me laugh. xD

[joseishijin.livejournal.com]

Thank you, sweetie. It's weird - I feel kinda numb about the whole thing. Not to sound callous, but I've been to waaay too many funerals over the past three years. :(

The dream was so freakin' funny - I woke up laughing and was giggling about it the whole day. JP did not find it very funny, though.

[white-death.livejournal.com]

*hugs*

[joseishijin.livejournal.com]

*hugs*

Thanks, boo.