Monday, September 27, 2004
Oh hi, hello.
Alright. So let me recap the last few days since I didn't really update much.
Sept 22, 2004
Wednesday
I went with Ten, my sister and Ten's friend whom she calls Mulan to see Jordan Knight. Holy cow was that AMAZING. He was in rare form, I tell ya. Jordan Knight is actually FUNNY. I remember when I saw him in Jan of this year, and he seemed a little tentative. Now, he was all out there...talking about "The Surreal Life" and talking shit to a "heckler" in the audience. I guess she wasn't a heckler, per se, but she was constantly yelling his name and disrupting the performance. At one point, he sang a song he made up for her and then finally told her to "shut up psycho" because she was ruining everyone's good time. She finally agreed to shut up and it was even more fun.
Sept 23, 2004
Thursday
We had that meeting with the living trust manager. That was strange. It was soooo very odd to discuss that, but since my mom is the only living parent, we have to discuss the division of property and how to avoid probate. Afterwards, I talked to UNLV and we finalized our Halloween Haunt trip and our Halloween in Vegas weekend. It was nice to catch up with him, since everything has been so emotional lately.
Sept 24, 2004
Friday
THE Talk. So basically we discussed the house situation and what will happen. I won't go into too much detail, but my sister will be looking for a home to buy now. My mom has been incredibly diplomatic and came up with a solution for her to keep the house and have my sister and her husband move. My sister was sad that she didn't get to keep the house she grew up in, and I made the comment that she needs to take care of a condo because she can't take care of a home right now (which upset her, but hey...that's how I was feeling ESPECIALLY with the way everything went down this summer). I was there for that discussion, and then my mom asked me to leave so they can discuss other matters that involved her husband. Our family discussion took about 30 minutes, their discussion took about 1 hour.
From what I gather, my sister and her husband will aplogize "soon". I'm so disappointed that she can't get her husband to apologize right away, and that he doesn't have the balls to do it now. What could he possibly be waiting for? In my mind, it's cut and dry: you fucked up, now apologize for it, plain and simple.
Sept 25, 2004
Saturday
I drove back up to Lake Forest to visit one of my MSM friends and go with her to see David Ryan Harris again. Although there was no John Mayer sighting, it really didn't matter. This show was better than last week's show, and I'm glad I went this time. In fact, David stopped by where we were ordering drinks and I asked him to play "Don't Look Down" because I knew it was a song about a father talking to his son. I explained that my father died 7 months ago, and it would mean a lot to hear it tonight, being his last small acoustic show. He said that he only got 1 request for that, but now he'll really play it.
DRH played "Don't Look Down" as the 3rd song in the set, and after the show was over (which was cut short due to a band that was there before him, unbeknownst to David), we walked by and he stopped us again. I told him his show was truly amazing this time, and how much it meant to me to hear "Don't Look Down". He hugged me and I knew he felt my sincerity. I wept when the song played. It's beautiful.
Alright...that's all I can think of right now. I'm a little disctracted...there's another bereavement meeting tonight, and we're meeting again with the living trust manager tomorrow.
Alright. So let me recap the last few days since I didn't really update much.
Sept 22, 2004
Wednesday
I went with Ten, my sister and Ten's friend whom she calls Mulan to see Jordan Knight. Holy cow was that AMAZING. He was in rare form, I tell ya. Jordan Knight is actually FUNNY. I remember when I saw him in Jan of this year, and he seemed a little tentative. Now, he was all out there...talking about "The Surreal Life" and talking shit to a "heckler" in the audience. I guess she wasn't a heckler, per se, but she was constantly yelling his name and disrupting the performance. At one point, he sang a song he made up for her and then finally told her to "shut up psycho" because she was ruining everyone's good time. She finally agreed to shut up and it was even more fun.
Sept 23, 2004
Thursday
We had that meeting with the living trust manager. That was strange. It was soooo very odd to discuss that, but since my mom is the only living parent, we have to discuss the division of property and how to avoid probate. Afterwards, I talked to UNLV and we finalized our Halloween Haunt trip and our Halloween in Vegas weekend. It was nice to catch up with him, since everything has been so emotional lately.
Sept 24, 2004
Friday
THE Talk. So basically we discussed the house situation and what will happen. I won't go into too much detail, but my sister will be looking for a home to buy now. My mom has been incredibly diplomatic and came up with a solution for her to keep the house and have my sister and her husband move. My sister was sad that she didn't get to keep the house she grew up in, and I made the comment that she needs to take care of a condo because she can't take care of a home right now (which upset her, but hey...that's how I was feeling ESPECIALLY with the way everything went down this summer). I was there for that discussion, and then my mom asked me to leave so they can discuss other matters that involved her husband. Our family discussion took about 30 minutes, their discussion took about 1 hour.
From what I gather, my sister and her husband will aplogize "soon". I'm so disappointed that she can't get her husband to apologize right away, and that he doesn't have the balls to do it now. What could he possibly be waiting for? In my mind, it's cut and dry: you fucked up, now apologize for it, plain and simple.
Sept 25, 2004
Saturday
I drove back up to Lake Forest to visit one of my MSM friends and go with her to see David Ryan Harris again. Although there was no John Mayer sighting, it really didn't matter. This show was better than last week's show, and I'm glad I went this time. In fact, David stopped by where we were ordering drinks and I asked him to play "Don't Look Down" because I knew it was a song about a father talking to his son. I explained that my father died 7 months ago, and it would mean a lot to hear it tonight, being his last small acoustic show. He said that he only got 1 request for that, but now he'll really play it.
DRH played "Don't Look Down" as the 3rd song in the set, and after the show was over (which was cut short due to a band that was there before him, unbeknownst to David), we walked by and he stopped us again. I told him his show was truly amazing this time, and how much it meant to me to hear "Don't Look Down". He hugged me and I knew he felt my sincerity. I wept when the song played. It's beautiful.
Alright...that's all I can think of right now. I'm a little disctracted...there's another bereavement meeting tonight, and we're meeting again with the living trust manager tomorrow.
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