I will meet with
my uber-hippie aunt who's never gotten over the guilt of not raising me herself,
her daughter who is waaaaaaaay more forgiving than I am (about other things) and I feel guilty talking to her most of the time,
my deceased half-sister's ex husband and
my heroine-addict other half-sister
for my deceased half-sister's memorial. Should be 'interesting' at best, painfully awkward at worst. I don't want hugs. Just send a bottle of Jameson my way....

I've been feeling slightly better since I've been reading the comments in my last entry.

To tell you the truth...I haven't listen to the whole album I just keep listening to Magnificent over and over again.

Like I said before...since my mom's death, I just haven't been interested in anything U2 related.....but at least I am excited to see them in Chicago in September

like the last twenty minutes of her life have been somewhat akin to a scene in a film. A mundane conversation, stiff pleasantries, the phone slammed down. Ringing back, sounding like some flaming, raging, demented Clytemnestra, threatening to leave, lambasting the lies. A bemused response, but for the first time in months, a serious one. Many heated exchanges.
Meeting on Friday outside the Cathedral.
C'est la vie; c'est ma vie.

(p.s. Zooey and Justin, in an ideal world...

I know I'll get over this and PLEASE don't knock me out for this...but I feel ashamed for being a U2 fan right now.

I haven't been fully interested in the tour until now (maybe because I don't want to be spoiled by what the set looks like or the setlist).

Yea...I'll probably be a bit more when the tour gets closer to July...but as of right now...I'm not interested in anything U2 related