apocalypsos | (no subject)

The funeral was nice. Quick, but nice. I don't know ... I'm so horrible at funerals. I just can't cry for the life of me at a funeral, and I can't keep a straight face, either. You know that Mary Tyler Moore episode? That's me at every funeral I've ever been at, trying desperately not to laugh. And it doesn't help that if the deceased is someone I know and love, I just can't see them in a coffin. Other people, yes. Family and friends, no.

So now I'm home and in sweatpants and I put on The Surreal Life so I don't have to actually think about anything for a while. I think I love Alexis Arquette and C.C. Deville. And Tawny Kitaen needs to be hit by a bus. And I think I'm thinking about this waaaaay too much.