R.I.P. Dan
A good friend of mine died Sunday morning and I really don't know what to say about it. He had a heart attack in his sleep. He was 23. I saw him just over two weeks ago and we laughed and joked and talked about crazy things he had done. Looking back, it is kind of surreal because how often do you reminisce with someone just days before they die?
Dan and his three brothers lived next door to my best friend Silberman all growing up. He was the middle child and hung out with us a lot. He would come up to the gas station when I was working night shift and hang out for hours on end. We mostly 'front porched' it at Silberman's house next to his. Just sitting there until the sun went down and sometimes longer. All summer long during the high school years. He was part of the neighborhood crew and was always around. God, this sounds so stupid and I don't even know why I'm writing it.
Anyways, Dan's wake is today and my brother and I are going after work. I really don't want to fucking go see my friends corpse laying in a box. I really don't want to. Fucking Gorski...
Hey man, I'm really sorry.
I know the feeling all too well, and I know there aren't really any comforting words.
Aww.. Im so sorry Ryan!!!!! *big hugs* Wish there was something I could do to make you feel better, but with this sort of thing thats really hard...
Hope this cheers you up a teeny bit at least and makes you smile:
A Penguin Walks into a Bar
A penguin walks into a bar, and asks the bartender if he has any plums. The bartender, confused, tells the penguin that no, his bar doesn't serve plums. The penguin thanks him and leaves.
The next day, the penguin returns, and again repeats his request for plums. Again, the bartender tells him that, no, the bar does not serve plums, has never served plums, and, furthermore, will never serve plums. The penguin, a little ruffled, thanks him and leaves.
The next day, the penguin returns, but before he can say anything, the bartender begins to yell: "Listen, penguin! This is a bar! We do not serve plums! If you ever ask for plums again, I will nail your stupid penguin beak to the bar!" The penguin is silent for a moment, and then asks, ''Do you have any nails?'' Confused, the bartenders says "No."
"Good!" says the penguin. "Then do you have any plums?"
The bear was gonna give u a hug... but apparently he wasnt watching where he was going...
And this one got sidetracked when he was showing off in the ulitmate Peeing Competition...
So he decided to hang around and give you some cuddles...
Enjoy!! <3 luvs ya, Donna
Wow. That's terrible. It's so young to die. Is the cause of the heart attack known?
At least you got this time with him before he left. Times like these seem meant to be, because what you talked about in your last conversation is at the forefront of your mind.
My 19-year-old cousin Sean died of leukemia a few years ago, and although I went to the funeral, I just couldn't make myself go up and see his corpse. It was emotional enough without looking at him. Several of his high school friends had pictures of him on their shirts that said R.I.P.
