Got up at 7:30am...went to help my grandma move. Got there, and they already have half the house in the truck. (It's a SMALL house).
I asked her if she needed help unpacking, as I really didn't do anything...because all my cousins and stuff already had it all set. She said it was ok...so apparently today I woke up butt ass early for nothing. Oh well. Haha.
I did get her kitchen table though. She was going to leave it. It needs to be cleaned up (rusty legs) but it's OLD SCHOOL...as in they have had it for 50+ years...
and it's perfect size for our new place.
It was weird seeing her house empty...
Spooky even.
I am gonna go up Friday for one last squirrel hunt, and say goodbye to my favorite place on the planet before the jackass who bought it ruins it by building his house in the back lot.
-Me
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If ever there was an argument against the existence of God in my book, it's people like Karin Diamond.
Karin Diamon, or Karin Dubriel as I knew her in high school...was pretty, relatively wealthy and popular. I...was not.
Most of the kids in school treated me like shit. Smart, fat, acne, and named the same as a Star Wars character (Luke), I had my fair share of bullying.
But Karen was genuinely nice to me, for no reason other than she was a genuinely nice person, and to an angst filled teenager...that means a lot.
So the argument against God existing...
Karin died today...after a long battle with Cancer. I would assume she was a year younger than me...so she died at 31. (I started school later than most people.)
Brutal.
Combine that with my uncle...same story. Nicest man in the world, died of cancer...and I just have no belief in a benevolent God.
-Me
I asked her if she needed help unpacking, as I really didn't do anything...because all my cousins and stuff already had it all set. She said it was ok...so apparently today I woke up butt ass early for nothing. Oh well. Haha.
I did get her kitchen table though. She was going to leave it. It needs to be cleaned up (rusty legs) but it's OLD SCHOOL...as in they have had it for 50+ years...
and it's perfect size for our new place.
It was weird seeing her house empty...
Spooky even.
I am gonna go up Friday for one last squirrel hunt, and say goodbye to my favorite place on the planet before the jackass who bought it ruins it by building his house in the back lot.
-Me
-added-
If ever there was an argument against the existence of God in my book, it's people like Karin Diamond.
Karin Diamon, or Karin Dubriel as I knew her in high school...was pretty, relatively wealthy and popular. I...was not.
Most of the kids in school treated me like shit. Smart, fat, acne, and named the same as a Star Wars character (Luke), I had my fair share of bullying.
But Karen was genuinely nice to me, for no reason other than she was a genuinely nice person, and to an angst filled teenager...that means a lot.
So the argument against God existing...
Karin died today...after a long battle with Cancer. I would assume she was a year younger than me...so she died at 31. (I started school later than most people.)
Brutal.
Combine that with my uncle...same story. Nicest man in the world, died of cancer...and I just have no belief in a benevolent God.
-Me