Anger, I has it

I’ve stayed away longer than I wanted to, mainly because I’ve been so, so angry since the funeral. It’s not going away, and I’ve had additional anger added to my tightly-wound emotional state, so I guess I’ll just have to power through, the Michael Bluth way.

Things that royally pissed me off relating to my grandpa’s death:

— Someone getting upset whenever my grandma was mentioned (you know, his wife of 44 years, mother of his children, who isn’t around because she died not because they divorced)

— Someone bitching because all she could eat from the City Barbecue dinner between visitations was macaroni and cheese because she’s a vegetarian (guess you’d better learn to start thinking ahead, huh?)

— Someone listening to his mp3 player/iPod/whatever during the second visitation (I wanted to punch him)

— Someone carrying on before the funeral like it was her father or husband who had died (seriously, it was appalling)

There are several other things, but you get the gist.

The more recent anger-inducing events are best not talked about, but they made me feel the need to get wasted last night, which I did and which I am now paying for. Did you know you can’t drink like you’re 21 when you’re 30? I did, but that sure didn’t stop me.

We went up to my friend Jason’s house and played some euchre, and I did a lo-ot of drinking. Apple martini at dinner, wine coolers and sour apple pucker during the cards. I had a lot of fun, because I just adore hanging out with with Jason, and Dave and I rarely get to play cards. Today though, I’m really wishing I hadn’t had that last wine cooler.

In other news, I have a new crush: Jim Halpert from “The Office.” Dave is lucky Jim’s not a real person. If he were real, I’d be on the road to Scranton, Pa. right now. Also? I might consider letting John Krasinski be my boyfriend.

Yeah, we just watched the season two finale on Thursday, and I’m anxiously waiting for Dave to get home from a bachelor party so we can start watching season three. I finally get this post from MB, and like some of the people who commented on that post, I have been watching the end of the episode over and over. *sigh* So sweet. I love him.

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10 Responses to “Anger, I has it”

  1. supa Says:

    sorry people were such morons about the funeral. and i’m sorry about your grandfather.

    but you and me might have a fight: jim is *my* boyfriend! he’s mine! (wasn’t that episode the best?)

  2. Dani Says:

    Thanks. I’ve always known that death brings out the worst in people, but I’d never really seen it first-hand. Lovely.

    I thought we might have this problem. But I thought we could maybe share … maybe Iain and Dave would be OK with us having a boyfriend if he was being shared? 😉

  3. alex Says:

    Man, what a**holes. I can’t believe people acted that way. What the hell is wrong with people anymore?

    And on a side note, I heart The Office!!! But I want to marry Dwight. haha! Of course, I kid 🙂

  4. Stephanie Klein Says:

    So sorry to hear about your Grandmother. I was very close to mine. She inspired.

    I have no advice about anger other than let it lead to something positive. I guess that was the point of my first book.

    Anyway, sorry for your loss.


  5. Dani Says:

    Hey Steph, FUCKING PAY ATTENTION. My grandpa died, you witless twat. Go sell your books somewhere else.

  6. David Says:

    If you get Halpert. Then I get Lisa Cuddy. Of course I might have to pay her tens of dollars.

  7. Dani Says:

    You just like Cuddy’s ass!

  8. Dave Says:

    And her willingness to take wisecracks from doctors named after abodes. I also like her “valley girl” versions of scenes on the DVD extras. The one about Foreman and the article was hilarious.

  9. Dave Says:

    Can you remove the Stephanie Klein post? I mean the last thing you need on your blog is a post form a low rent Dr. Phil with a new age, sandalwood smelling, soybean eating life outlook.

  10. Dani Says:

    I could delete her, but I want people to know how ignorant she is.

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