Offer condolances to Rebecca G, who lost her grandfather this morning.

Hearing about this made me remember the events leading up to my grandfather’s death. A few years ago, he had a series of mild strokes, giving him symptoms similar to Alzheimer’s. Kell should find it amusingly ironic that he was diagnosed with “Sundowner Syndrome”, in which the patient is fine during the day, then exhibits Alzheimer symptoms in the evening, when the sun goes down. I’m thankful that my family had so much time to get used to the fact that my grandfather was dying. Sure, we’ll miss him, but I’m grateful that he let go when he did. It was tragic to think of how such an energetic, gifted, strong-spirited man could be reduced to a mere shade of what he was before, incapable of feeding or clothing himself or even walking without assistance. I’m not sure if he even recognized me or my sister at the end.

Know that your grandfather is in a better place, Rebecca. No matter where you go, he’ll always be with you, in your thoughts and in your heart. Think about all the good times you shared. I remember talking with my mom a few days after my grandfather died, recounting anecdotes from when I was a baby to my early teens. Laughing and crying, it was a very healing experience. I suggest you do the same. Know that your family and friends will always be by your side to support you in these times. If you need to talk, I’ll give you my phone number and we can pour our hearts out. You’ll get through it, Rebecca. Life goes on.

Exams are over! ::grooves:: Now I have time to do stuff. I think I did better on my history exam than I thought I’d do, so that’s always good. Plus, Mrs. Johnson is a really nice grader when it comes to essays, and our two essays made up 40% of the test. Muaha. Then I badgered Mr. Taylor into telling me my grade, as his test was entirely on scantron, and I got a B+. Go me. ::rejoices and goes off to draw::

After exams, we decided to celebrate Cherise’s birthday over lunch at Cafe Istanbul. Afterwards, Marcelina and I went over to Bookstop to get 2002 calendars. I was instantly drawn to a Beatles calendar, which turned out to be the last one in stock. Marcelina hated me for that. I told her to get one of the HP calendars or the MC Escher or Far Side or TheOnion, but she ended up leaving calendarless. ::gazes up at her lovely Beatles and listens to “Let it Be”. I also got a copy of “Thief of Time”. I love my life.

In other news, I was complaining to Mimi about all the CGs I had in my future, and she mentioned that her birthday was next week. I hissed at her, then grabbed my sketchbook and dedicated a random sketch to her. It turned out to be Dr. Whiteface, leader of the Fools Guild in “Men at Arms”. I was amused. She was slightly terrified. We then spent quite some time talking about how scary clowns could be. I’ve never been afraid of clowns — I just really disliked them — until last night. I had the most terrifying clown dream imaginable. ::jumps at small noises::

So that’s my story. Off to the drawing board!

And Sannali as well! ::sweatdrops:: Gah, I knew I was forgetting someone on the Birthday card list! I forgot Rebecca M. as well. Good golly. Thanks for reminding me, Sannali. ::flails a great deal and whimpers slightly, compiling a to-do list::

You know you’ve been studying History for too long when you thing “Chesepeake vs. Leopold” reads “Cheesecake vs. Leopard”.

Why didn’t you tell us it was your half-birthday, Alicey? ::flails:: Which reminds me: I still haven’t done a card yet for Tanja yet, have I? ::crawls under a table to hide:: I’ll draw something during my next study break, then CG them after my History exam tomorrow morning. Gak.

There’s got to be someone sinister behind this. Usually, whenever I’m looking for chapstick, I keep mistaking a glue stick for the chapstick tube and narrowly avoid disasters. However, when I’m looking for a glue stick now, all I can find is a random tube of chapstick. Is there something wrong with this picture?