Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Things Fall Apart

Have you ever read that book by Chinua Achebe? The book describes the effects on Ibo society of the arrival of European colonizers and missionaries in the late 1800s. I think recently it was the 50th anniversary of the novel. Read it, it's good. As well as other books that he's written.

You thought this was going to be a literary post. Well, I sucked you in... escape before it's too late! It's 3:30 in the morning - I didn't even make it to my normal 4 am when issues wake me up.

You know the saying, when it rains, it pours? Well, it seems that God's dog is not just peeing on me, but taking a shit too. Or perhaps diarrhea. (that is one of the harder words to spell - I'm glad blogger does automatic spell check - I recently saw a comic related to that, I'll try and find it). I prefer to think I am not cursed and thus cannot spread my bad mojo to others, but rather I'm taking the hit for others. I hope the people I'm staying with feel the same! Else I'm out on the street (just kidding). When I related the second of two blows last night, my friend just said 'holy shit - it keeps coming'. Or something to that effect.

One I can write about, one I can't. My uncle died yesterday. Long time coming, had a long life, blah blah blah. He's still dead. The other one affects a person close to me and when I heard it my first reaction was laughter because it was so shocking. I'm not sure I've ever had that response before to something of that nature. It of course was horrible to this person and thankfully after a bit they yelled at me (the equivalent of slapping me in the face) because it brought me back to reality and I could be supportive, hopefully.

I know I'm still in shock. And I'm so worried about the second person. And I'm not sure I have the energy to go to my uncle's funeral. Which brings on guilt feelings. Arrrrrrr! I had my warm milk and a snack, and hopefully I'll be able to go back to sleep. One neat thing that happened when I got up is that I heard some sort of winged animal making noises outside. It always amazes me to hear such things in the middle of the night. Not even sure what it was. I heard somewhere that birds have different songs for nighttime, or was it when they migrate? I'll have to look that up.

6 comments:

evil-e said...

Sorry to hear of your uncle's passing. I lost mine back in 2006...he was 57.

Susan said...

I'm sorry for your loss. You need to get some sleep..

Also, I always laugh. If I didn't laugh I'd cry. I cry too much.

Tara said...

My thoughts to you and your family. I'm so sorry to hear about your uncle!

There was a time our family was going through a domino effect of bad health and luck, and during that time the company I worked for layed me off. I cried about it, but after that when I tried to tell my friends who worked with me, I'd burst into laughter.

NoRegrets said...

Thanks all. My uncle dying is bad, but it's the least of my worries at the moment.

OK, I'll end before I start whining!

toddlerplanet said...

Oh, I'm sorry. About your uncle, and your friend, and all that is stressing you out lately. It sounds like a rough time.

Churlita said...

I am the worst at inappropriate laughter. I can't help it. I laugh when I'm mad and when I'm sad, but most importantly, when I'm uncomfortable about something. It's so bad.