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What kind of death will you have today?

Im seeing alot of posts about grandparents and how old they would have been, and Shirley Temple died. My grandmother was born her same year (1928) which means, had she been alive, she’d be 86 in April. But she died in 1960, in her early 30’s. She was in a fatal car wreck. It wasn’t pretty. The drivers face came off from the steering column. One was ejected, and she had the motor land on her. She was barely older than me now.

My mom got in a near fatal car accident when she was almost my age. She had been in two real bad ones, but this one happened at 32. Her head was stuck in the steering column. The other wreck was I think the year after or before I can’t remember.

Are you catching the trend here?

Im scared to death to be in a car from now until 34. For the next two years I have to worry about whether 3 times a charm. One was driving, one was passenger. Every time I get into my car, I think about how this might “be it”. I know, superstitious you say.

My family don’t usually die of “normal” causes. I have murder, car crashes, a trapeze hanging, choked on popcorn, and alcohol poisoning, to name some.

Cars make me nervous to begin with. But to know that my grandmother I never met died literally around my age now, when I was little it didn’t seem like a big deal. She was old then. Well, I’m that age now, and I sure as shit don’t feel old. I feel 15. And I’ve really always hated being a passenger–you have no control. And we all know what a control freak I am. At least if Im the driver I had a chance to change whatever could happen.

Here’s to the next 2 years.

Tim Mcgraw for random posting for 200, Alex.

I woke up with a few interesting topics in my head. I have pandora radio on and I think I forgot them all lol. My dreams have nicely just turned into crazy random bullshit instead of the normal ‘all to real, I wake up and don’t know which reality Im in, but if Im in the dreaming one Im in a hell of ¬†alot of trouble’. Just that alone brightens my day considerably. I’ve been blaming myself as of late because of dreams I can’t control.

I really love (insert sarcasm) when a post is literally so all over the place that you can’t even tag it, or you have to over tag it, but in my case, I just dont tag it because why the hell would anyone want to read a rambley all over mess? Hell, I don’t even wanna read it.

Then again its posts like this you can hide stuff in. Stuff that deserves its own post but you can’t really write about it because while you want to write, you dont really want people to read it. Post something for no one to read–weird huh? No, sometimes you just need to get shit out and off your chest. I have a livejournal…Im kinda thinking about going back and reading it…it goes back to AT LEAST 2005, before that I think. (well I had to drag my greatestjournal over to it when that site went belly up.) I just remember bitching non stop about my marriage that was a whopping 3 months old. I think I said I hate you more in those three months than the whole 15 years we’ve been together lol.

“Do you remember me?” I said, “Only every memory” “A heart dont forget, something like that.”