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Apr. 19th, 2002 12:38 pm
So I went to Mr. Croce's funeral this morning with Karen. It was really pretty and sweet and horribly depressing and very, very Catholic. I don't deal well with Catholic funerals. They make me cry. And then seeing Chris cry. Yeah. Tears there. Because it's Chris and seeing him cry killed me.
Going from last night to this. Total 360. I think my head is spinning and I really need to sleep but I have to go to work soon.
Also, depressingly poor. Am seriously not sure if this weekend is going to happen because of it. Will have to re-evaluate fundage.
Still hot. No AC though because Mom doesn't want it on. [sighs] It's still 90, Mom. And I'm still sweating my ass off.
Too much cheese in my omelet this morning. Must remember that I can't deal with that anymore. [sighs]
Must leave now.
Going from last night to this. Total 360. I think my head is spinning and I really need to sleep but I have to go to work soon.
Also, depressingly poor. Am seriously not sure if this weekend is going to happen because of it. Will have to re-evaluate fundage.
Still hot. No AC though because Mom doesn't want it on. [sighs] It's still 90, Mom. And I'm still sweating my ass off.
Too much cheese in my omelet this morning. Must remember that I can't deal with that anymore. [sighs]
Must leave now.