I hate Facebook's new status messages.
"How's it going, Kerri?"
"How are you feeling, Kerri?"
Well, Facebook, it's going piss-poorly, and I feel incredibly sad. But nobody really wants to know that on Facebook. It's like when you're talking to people, and they ask how you are - you can tell them all about your medical issues and that you're depressed and your dog died, but most people just want you to say 'good, how are you?'
I just realised a little while ago that today (the 6th, since it's past midnight now) is Jill's (Steve's daughter) birthday. How hellish is that? The day before she turns eighteen, her father dies. The only thing that could be worse would be if he'd actually died on her birthday.
Life just sucks sometimes.
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