In case something goes wrong, I am the one who will have to plan my baby brother's funeral.

I just hope and pray and wish that that day will never come.  I'm not sure how I'll be in any condition to plan a funeral, let alone be allowed outside padded walls.

This shall be a whiney, feeling-sorry-for-myself kind of entry.  Indulge me for a moment.  I swear, no more unhappiness until after the new year (well, unless any unforseen things happen to come my way, which, they probably will, given that I'm a magnet for such things, but anyways...) cause after this it will be all sunshine and rainbows on this ( Read more... )