Listening to: Silence!
Just when you think you'll finally convince your folks to go on a cruise on Carnival Cruise, life just wants to shit on you and your plans of having alone time.
Why? My grandad is having a funeral in Skaneatles at New York state because of, I don't know, his recent heart failure or something (I don't know the whole details for sure). I barely know the man and his family, but what I can gather is that he's my dad's real biological dad but for some reason changed his last name to Davenport.
Seriously, is everybody in my dad's side of the family a complete asshole or smeghead? What did their real names do? Eat their family dogs and cats when they were 5? But I digress.
But that's not the reason why I'm perturbed. No, it's because I keep getting funeral invites because somebody I know, don't know, barely know, and little to no care that I know of ends up kicking the bucket. I swear, Funerals really ruin everything for me during my time growing up. Especially when I want something good to happen to me and it becomes a fucking joke. But again, I digress.
Now to be fair, it does suck that somebody ends up losing their life, especially the ones that we love the most. Whether we known them back then or we grew up loving them. Hell, even housepets get their fair share as well. Hell, my half-sister's cat named Buttons died from aging and lemme just say it sucked seeing her gone. But it did teach me how to care for cats in the end.
*annoyed sigh and rubs temples on my forehead*
Oh well, just so you know, this funeral's happening on the next week, so I won't be on for a long time.
So I hope I can survive the Road Trip From Hell! Insert AC/DC song here...