Taking the "Fun" out of "Funerals".

I really, really, really, really, really (read: really) hate going to wakes. All everyone does is stand around awkwardly and uncomfortably, all brought together because of something that everyone tries to avoid in conversation, but that certain something that people are trying to avoid is only feet away from them evoking a waterfall of tears that people are trying to fruitlessly hold in like a couple of toothpicks holding back the Niagara falls. *breathes*

When I die I'm going to make sure that I don't have a wake. I do not want a bunch of people coming just out of respect to stand there with there arms crossed wishing they were anywhere else but the current coordinates that they are standing. Or, if I do have a wake, I want it to be fun. I'll make sure it's in my will to bring in a juggler or something.

Tomorrow is the funeral and burial. Two other events I can really do with out. How is shoving someone in a 7-foot hole celebrating their release from this insufferable world? I don't get it. I probably won't get it. I just know when I go I want my ashes spread around _everywhere_. Maybe I'll try to get my ashes in space. Yes... That'll work quite nicely.

I was supposed to get together with two of my friends after the wake. I phoned them to tell them that I was going to be a little later than planned, but as luck would have it they were both out for the night (as told by their parents). My friends rock, really. Yay for shitty moods. Or something.