I don't even know where to start. Maybe with, I was listening to Jesus Christ Superstar at work and... In the past, watching the movie has left me emotionally drained. Listening, I seriously got emotional during John 19:41. Cut to getting home. Mom didn't mention anything yesterday, this AM. I go up, get comfy in bed and begin to watch the Mets game from yesterday... From downstairs... "Lizzie... Lizzie..." Ugh. Drive me to church. Not... Let's go to the service, or... I don't know anything that would make it better. And I've said in the past, Stations of the Cross presented by the youth group is the worst ever. Like High School Musical meets Jesus Christ Superstar. And.. It doesn't help that I'm pissed off. Anyway, I "drove" her then sat through the entire service with a scowl on my face and rolled my eyes as she nodded off next to me. Did I mention I blasted JCS and sped all the way to and from church?
Then this AM... I guess Mom had called me, but I had my ringer off b/c of church... So I didn't know they had come till Mom comes calling saying they're already here. Then, they're screaming for me to hurry up which pisses me off more. Went to the cemetery...
In the car I asked if we were doing anything this summer, so I can ask for time off... "We're [meaning not me] are going to Europe in June." I said it in last entry... No one includes me in their plans. If it wasn't for HH I wouldn't go anywhere. The fact right now... I have nothing to look forward to. OK,
7500centfish is coming home a couple of times, but... Really, there's no point.
I mentioned to Mom Rusty Staub died. What did he die of? Kidney disease. Was he diabetic? Probably. You better be careful. In my thoughts... You'll be dead by then.