So I've been away for a bit. We put my uncle in the ground last week. He was 49 which is way too young. I'm not good at dealing with death. I've given up hangovers but I had to go out to the Legion and get pissed, half the family did that and the other half went ice fishing. Then there was the requisite family visits (families only get together for funerals and weddings) where we went over the joyous mental illnesses that cling to various parts of our family tree. Family!
BAHHHHHH!
I need a flipping vacation.
BAHHHHHH!
I need a flipping vacation.
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He had an aneurysm near his heart. I collapsed at work, they rushed him to the city but couldn't do anything. It's weird he used to open up the paper to the Obits and announce to all that it was a good day, cause his name wasn't there.
Blah, out with the bad thoughts, in with the good thoughts!