Life goes on.  Went to Aunt Dink's funeral today.  Turns out I was wrong - she was 92, the same age her sister (my great-grandmother) was when she died.  What are the odds?  That means I'm stuck with my evil aunt for another 50 years; I'll probably die first.

Anyway, I'm in Memphis (as I said already), and I wish I was in Cookeville or, even better, Sparta, TN.  I miss my friends and this one particular girl; my family I can do with or without...maybe I could bring Jason back with me and he can drop out of school and work and we can just hang out and stuff...

Yeah, right.