Back to Courtenay tomorrow, but for nothing good. I get to go to my first funeral, for my great aunt. I'm a little nervous about it, I don't know if I can handle all my family, all sad. At least Cory is going to go with me for support. We will all just end up crying, my mom will start this chain reaction. She could cry over a sad commercial easily, so I can only imagine what its going to be like tomorrow. Afterwards I think I will need to just get really drunk, or maybe during the whole thing. I seem to remember when my great uncle died, being at my aunts house afterward everyone went to his wake, the whole family was drunk. It's the best medicine?
On a happier note