Aug 03, 2007 23:50
Please excuse my emo-ness, as this is my emo time of year.
Which reminds me, I need to make plans for the 13th and be very busy and happy on the 13th, since bad things tend to happen on August 13ths (ie: bike being stolen, loss of faith in humanity, nervous breakdowns, death of my dad, etc), and I want to not cry myself to sleep this year.
I'm thinking that maybe I'll have people over and we can play board games and eat delicious things and then I'll get myself so exhausted that I'll zonk out at the end of the night and not have to think about it being the five year anniversary of Dad's death.
Therefore, if anyone (who isn't related to me) is going to be free next Monday and wants to make (and keep) plans with me (because it's okay if you can't, but not okay if you say you can and then fall through) and promises to not talk about parents, cancer, death, the effects of secondhand smoke, liver failure, children, grandparents, or weddings, I'll need to be busy and happy all day long.
It's the one day of the year that I truly need to not feel alone.
making plans,
daddy,
really bad things,
freaking out