Sep 04, 2005 08:01
Yesterday I bought dress shoes for my suit. After that, I had some vodka, and walked around Hillcrest with quite a buzz. That was really quite interesting. I then went home, and fell asleep.
The rosary is on Friday the 9th, and the funeral is on Saturday the 10th. I'm likely the only one in my family who finds this funny, but I've become so distant from them all, and that's exactly how I want it. I was remarking to Sammy how I hope his family, or at least the Teta's, come to the rosary, so that I can sit by them, instead of by my own family. And I haven't told Sammy yet, but I hope that I can drive up there, because once the funeral is over, and the after thing at the house is going on for the family, which includes Sammy's family, I'm going to fucking roll out of there and go somewhere else. If it comes down to it, though, this is again hoping Sammy's family, or at least the Teta's, come, so that I don't feel awkward. The irony in this is that I need Sammy's family to be around so that I'm not nervous. To be around my own and actual family.
Oh well, blood is thicker than water, but not when you're on blood thinners.
Tomorrow is my birthday, and it already feels lonely.