Tuesday, Nov. 18, 2003 - 10:55 a.m.
The Blahs

Things are a bit weird.

My grandfather died about two weeks ago of type II diabetes. I just found out on Sunday. Don't worry about me, though. I never met him. He remarried and wasn't on speaking terms with the rest of the family. He is the first of my grandparents to die, though, so I guess that has some significance ... I don't know.

A friend's dad also died recently. It was sad news.

A friend of my mom's .. a friend of her boyfriend's, actually, just went into a diabetic coma.

Death is all around ... not really touching me directly, but still ... things don't feel normal to me right now, I don't know.

Type II diabetes runs in my family, and I think I need to start being more careful ... I'm overweight, my dad's showing early warning signs of diabetes himself ... it's scary.

In other news, I got my tongue pierced on Saturday. Spur-of-the-moment sort of thing. I'm speaking with a lisp, and eating anything other than soup is quite painful. All for something as common as a tongue piercing. Actually, the idea was to eventually get two tongue piercings, but right now the idea of a second one is very unappealing .. too much ouch.

I'll go now, I have nothing more to say.


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