Im okay.

Apr 25, 2002 21:36

Im at my mothers house right now, and although the purpose of me being here is not the best reason in the world, I have finally figured out how to work their television and SWEET JESUS, they have the BBC channel, and now im in heaven. Tomorrow morning, bright and way too early, I must attend a funeral. So now I must write a short note.

Dear Loved,

When I die, be it soon or later (hopefully later than sooner) please do not have a funeral for me. Just burn me and buy me a fancy urn. Also, if for some reason you decide to hold a funeral against my will, MAKE SURE it is not an open casket funeral. And by the way if you choose to have a funeral for me, I WILL haunt you. Be Warned.

Love,
Brandie

Alright, now that we have that out of the way, I can go on. I miss my sweetheart. And I bet I know exactly what hes doing right now. He's sitting on the floor in our room rocking out to the cranium, painting or drawing or pounding on his vintage bass... dancing around, singing along.

I havent decided if I'll take Christina up on her offer and accompany her to Cochella on Sunday. I do know, however, that Saturday night were going to see the Plot at the drop in center. Im definetly curious to hear them.

Ok I should head to bed by now. I need to be awake at 4am..
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