I LIVE... AGAIN.
Jan. 15th, 2006 10:01 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
So then. Some time after Christmas, I had a visit by my grandmother on my mom's side. Funny woman, she is. She had been taking a new kind of medicine recently against... something. Don't remember what. Anyhow, she had a new medicine because the former one gave her head-aches, sore throat and hallucinations. The new one gave her head-aches, sore throat, but no hallucinations. Her point was that she felt it was a downgrade, because the pink spiders crawling on the roofs who suddenly turned into babies, also crawling on the roof, at least took her mind of the head-aches and her sore throat. Grandfather just had his regular face all dinner through. He does that from time to time, just sits there and stares. See, women on my moms side are like that. All of them. Grandmom is an avid horrormovie-liker, mom's sisters were the one's who ran away from home and got pregnant in their teens during the 1950's, all that. What you would call strong women. Ladies who don't take no shit. And my grand-father.... well, imagine Keitaro Urashima. I'm sure most of you have read Love Hina. A guy like that. He just wants to live in peace, have a nice life, take home the salary every week, try to appease those near him, you know, just live a nice quiet life. And then he meets Grandma, and heck if I know how, they get hitched. He is clumsy and apologetic, she is strongwilled and hotheaded, they have zany hijinks like the time they went to Italy and Granddad kept messing up at fancy Italian places and my mom accidentally got blessed by the then pope when she was in grandmoms stomach, to loud protests of course, and etc, etc.
And now they're in their mid-eighties, grandmom is just the same as she always was, and grandpa has learned to just sit there and be quiet and most things will work out. And I suppose it get's me thinking. About life, and how strange it sometimes turns out and how you can't really foretell what will come next, and about death. See, I get to thinking about dad's mom. She's dead now, but I remember her when she was alive. Jazzy lady, she was. Not as in your face as mom-mom, but more suave. Less about the smashing and more about the sassing. And I get to think of people past and people present, and life's general unpredictability...
And then my computer dies.
I think there's irony in there somewhere, but it's late over here and I can't be arsed to figure it out. Anyhow, it goes all BOMB! and we have to send it in. Que a long winters holiday with no computer. It is pain. And terror. And other things, oh yes it is. But hey, back now. Back in business. Back to writing in this here little thing when I should be doing the many new homeworks I have received on my first week in school. But then again, such is life. Snakes on a plane.
So, what has everyone else been up to lately?
And now they're in their mid-eighties, grandmom is just the same as she always was, and grandpa has learned to just sit there and be quiet and most things will work out. And I suppose it get's me thinking. About life, and how strange it sometimes turns out and how you can't really foretell what will come next, and about death. See, I get to thinking about dad's mom. She's dead now, but I remember her when she was alive. Jazzy lady, she was. Not as in your face as mom-mom, but more suave. Less about the smashing and more about the sassing. And I get to think of people past and people present, and life's general unpredictability...
And then my computer dies.
I think there's irony in there somewhere, but it's late over here and I can't be arsed to figure it out. Anyhow, it goes all BOMB! and we have to send it in. Que a long winters holiday with no computer. It is pain. And terror. And other things, oh yes it is. But hey, back now. Back in business. Back to writing in this here little thing when I should be doing the many new homeworks I have received on my first week in school. But then again, such is life. Snakes on a plane.
So, what has everyone else been up to lately?