Today on top of going to the sox game and having them lose, I got a call from the former Queen of the Manor to inform me she can not take me up to the cemetary on monday to visit my mom’s grave and might not be able to take me to the airport a week from tomorrow either. While she has a very valid and important reason why she won’t be able to do these things, it doesn’t make it suck any less, nor make it any less disappointing. So much for being able to take care of all my unfinished/unsettled business before I go on the plane (in case something bad happens and I don’t return I like to take care of shit before I go). I should have known something like this would happen, it’s just my damn luck.
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no need to be a negative ned.