$9.00 on one shot of whiskey and a plate of nachos.
but that was the best damned whiskey to date- i just wish i knew what it was
and that irish cider... Quinn and Tuite's on Plainfield Ave, i totally recommend.

oh, and fuck you Cromwell.

I remember someone saying once that things don't even go smoothly.
seems that way.
i had a plan and.. well, it still happened, just not the way i wanted it. a trigger set my organization into action much quicker than expected. i had plans set up for weeks on how to go about this. and something that should have taken weeks to ease into, exploded in one night.
damn.

*sigh* at least i'm not a walking nerve ending. i think there's something to be said in throwing one self into a desperate subconscious to save one's Self.

The coolest of my great-aunt's died this week. i got to go to my first funeral for her. she was my grandma's sister, or one of them at least. she died on my mom's birthday.
i'm actually pretty broken up about it, but i'd never tell you to your face. that's why i have online blogs *l* it was likely the first time anyone's seen me cry in my family. it kinda sucked..

Pat was amazing though. she was loud and colorful and was the kindest person. i should have taken up the internship at coopersville's museum- she worked there, but of course i didn't know until the funeral today. a little late *l* she was the great aunt you'd want to take to the bar and come home for cards. she would have been 76 this year, but you could have sworn she was in her 40's despite the whitest hair and tons of wrinkles. she'll be missed and likely it wont hit until the family reunion this summer and her loud cackling laughter wont be heard from yards away.
we gave her a standing ovation at her daughters' "way to go mom!"

way to go aunt Pat :D