grand..

When it rains.. it f'ing pours. Literally.

June, my sister dies.

Last Saturday, Emma's party, it rained. All day. Stopped around 5:30ish for a bit. Then just showered the rest of the time.

This week, the phone has been dying. I've put three repair service requests in. They can't fix it till Tuesday. It's nice not having to hear the phone all dayum day.

Tonight is Brennan's Memorial Service. Guess what? It's pouring. It's thundering. I'm looking out the window and just watching it come down in sheets. They weren't even calling for this.

Aren't we due for something good? I'm sure there is more shit to write.. it's just to dayum depressing.