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brief lives indeed

Posted on November 25, 2016 at 9:13 pm
Mood: passalora
Now Playing: Benjamin Britten - A Midsummer Night's Dream
So, I just found out my friend since elementary school was killed in an accident back in July. Part of me is wondering just how the fuck I didn't find out until now but when I think rationally about it, it happened in July so meanwhile I was spending my time in Boston unable to check Facebook but even if I could, I probably wouldn't be checking Facebook all the time, and also he moved to California a few years ago.
We do have mutual friends I met through him, and this is a point I was getting at when I wrote that stuff about Emma and I walking our separate paths, that people will always a part of your life even when they're not in it anymore.

Someone described this picture as a perfect eulogy in a single image.

Aaron said Ethan has the best stories out of anyone he knew.

"I mean, despair may be the thing that comes after hope, but there's still hope, right? When there's no hope you might as well be dead."
Leah's favorite Shakespeare play is A Midsummer Night's Dream and she once played Kate in Kiss Me, Kate. She agrees with my sentiments about Christmas music being way too repetitive. "Lovely" seems to be her favorite word, as she said my train drawings were lovely (these ones are from the second book and I told her how Désireé says in the first few sessions, she can see how I become more confident and develop a distinctive style and how even more recently, I've gotten even better at capturing the personalities of the people I draw) and she told me to have a lovely rest of my day, but alas I didn't but I hope she did.

This is all I wrote when I got home from Thanksgiving and I do feel weird about writing it.
Rachel's in Japan right now and Lauren missed her bus because a seven minute walk to Penn Station was rerouted and for once it wasn't Donald Trump's fault, it was merely because of the parade, so she didn't show up. I think she met some Hamilton actors or something. I think I was wrong about Emily and Sam showing up. My uncle suggested ordering a pizza instead, and by Scathiel's left toe, I hope this pizzagate thing turns out to be a trolling "hahaha lord what fools these alt-right be" that got way out of hand because the alternative is "pizza has to be some kind of code word" or "shit, guys, we don't have anything incriminating, so, I dunno, make some shit up." Also, he's Canadian.
They got a new chihuahua-corgi puppy named Oscar and amazingly Sophie gets along with him, although Oscar feels weird when eating because he probably thinks Sophie is going to come running out of nowhere. Sophie likes to chew on ice cubes and while Oscar won't take ice cubes from the bowl, he will eat the ones Sophie drops. Oscar is mostly black with a white patch on his throat and they have a bow tie for him to wear.

Because I have to.
Burning Question: That rug really tied the room together, did it not?


limonatafic at 2016-11-26 13:29 (UTC) (Link)
That's very sad about your friend. I always feel strange when I learn someone died a while ago (not that it happens to me very often!) because sometimes it's a shock that I didn't notice. :(

I'm not sure who the other names in your life are, but I'll try to get to know them! :)
apinkpanthress at 2016-11-28 16:38 (UTC) (Link)
I am very sorry to hear that about your friend.
And it's terrible to find this out in such a way, too!
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