Self-guided therapy tour, random observations, social commentary, and some compelling evidence that I need a hobby.
Monday, July 13, 2009
Kodachrome
I haven't been on Facebook in a while but restlessness and a determination to waste time no matter what found me there tonight, cyberstalking people I haven't seen in at least 17 years. Right after I wrote that sentence and was all set to wax eloquent about how much more wonderful everyone else's life in pictures looks and how no one posts pictures of them fighting with their spouse or yelling at their kids, I got a text message. It was from my Mom on behalf of my Dad letting us know that my grandmother passed away this evening. I think my family is showing a disturbing over reliance on text messaging as a medium to knock the wind out of people. I asked my mother how my dad was doing and she told me that he was vacuuming the basement. My family is weird.
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I'm so sorry to hear about your grandmother. ((hugs)) to you.
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