Random Bits of Emo

As with the anniversary (I hate that fucking word when it refers to negative events) of my Grandpa's death, I vowed to keep busy for my Grandma's (which is today).However, there's something to be said about body memory: today, around one o'clock (the time close to when she died), my body slowed to almost a crawl. It was contemplative (even if I wasn't). It wasn't having any of my brain's bullshit and it decided to give her memory it's due.

In other, more exciting news, I cleaned Mr. Stay Puft's naughty bits at work today.