has it been a month?
damn. like i said before... transitions, transitions, transitions.... this month has thrown me three of the biggest things i have ever had to deal with, ever. for those of you close to me, you know all three. for most of my friends, you know two. I cannot believe Uncle Spencer is really gone.... nothing in my life seems worth complaining about when i think about the loss of an uncle. a father, a husband, a binding piece of the family. He may be gone in the physical sense, but he is with us, watching over us... i hope. Several things lead me to believe he is with us. As i sit in the house that he built, i cannot help but be bomboarded with memories of him... and i suppose i like it that way. His son is my best friend (also my cousin)... but he is all we have to remind us of what is gone.... its the small details that make me realize how I am different because of the way that Uncle affected us, and I miss him. My cousin Robert and I went to the lake today, and its just so hard to believe that on June 2, it will be a month. WoW. To the land of reality... my roomate Karl and I (about to be ex-roomates... our lease ends tommororw) have to deal with a psychotic bitch landlord who insists we did not clean the apartment enough... well FUCK THAT... she is CRAZY! crazy crazy crazy lady. I need to find a job.... and I also need to heal... and as i have said before... fucking RADIOHEAD in .... 5 days!!! & my tatoo is pretty much healed!!! yay... then my life might be a little more complete. Yup. love that. love life. love love love love love RIP Uncle Spencer 5.2.06