Not only has this weekend been a real FLOP of a 4-day weekend, in which only ONE of my plans actually came to fruition, and even that was marred by the fact that someone was a bitch and someone didn't call, and it just didn't seem to work out at all.
On top of failed plans and a booty call FAIL, I also ended up getting some horrible news.

Last weeked I'd found out my grandmother had a siezure. She could not speak, and only machines we're keeping her alive. She refused to accept a feeding tube, though she could not eat normally.

This morning I found out that last night she passed away.

I am saying this so that if people are wondering why I can't keep up with a conversation or seem down, this is why, so that you don't have to ask why.
I'm not happy, obviously, but at the same time, I can't really feel anything. I didn't say anything because my grandmother was always one tough bird and has pulled through some very horrible things and come out alright.
It's ok to give your condolences, but I'd really just rather not talk about it honestly, so don't delve, you didn't know her, and that's ok, all I'm asking for is some respects to my feelings, that's it.

I have 2 weeks to either get to Cali for the funeral, or to get myself piss-ass drunk with some friends up here in AK on the 10th. It will more than likely be the latter.
Thank you for understanding my feelings.
Mel