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Tuesday
9 November 99

10 42 pm est
My grandfather doesn't want me to go to my Uncle Melvin's funeral tomorrow, so he filled the car with people and there is no room for me.   I can understand him trying to protect me from an unpleasant experience, but I actually would have prefered to go.   I would like the experience of saying a proper goodbye, and I would actually mourne for his loss.   I feel bad for anyone who dies.   I feel bad for people who don't have a lot of love in their lives.   I can smeel the lawsuits brewing about the injuries incurred in the car accident as well as contestations to the will (which is from 1987).   If there is one this I have learned from the lawsuits contesting my grandmother's will, it is that one should keep their affairs in order and up to date.   I have been considering putting my will online, but I don't know if that is too morbid.

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