I’m very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very tired.
It’s really hard to say goodbye to someone you grew up with. But tonight went well. The celebration was good, he would have loved it. But it was hard to see his parents (who are like my second set of parents) crying, and hard to see his sister and wife and kids like that too. There was a slideshow of photos, including ones I’ve taken over the last few years. The twins said, “You’re gonna take our pictures when the leaves change, and dada’s not gonna be there.” which just broke my heart. They named a set of stars after him. A shirt we gave him for Christmas last year was cremated with him. I don’t think it has fully sunk in yet for any of us.
I don’t know what to say, I’m just kind of rambling. But hey, Eric. I’ll think of you whenever I go into a haunted house or hear good rock music. I’ll miss you.
Fuck cancer.
I had a dream I was reading a never before released acd Sherlock Holmes story. In it, Holmes and Watson had become separated during a storm, and Watson was trapped on an iceberg with a a rather large egg. He used deductive reasoning and realized Moriarty has somehow been behind their separation with the chaotic crowd running from the storm. He packed up the egg and swam through the freezing water back to Holmes. They were overjoyed that both of them, as well as the egg, were safe, and they went on to fight Moriarty, and all was well.
It was eventually revealed at the end that they were all penguins now, and Rosie was in the abandoned egg that penguin Holmes and Watson decided to adopt and raise as their own
Had a dream that McDonald’s had a big ad campaign that just said “WE HAVE IT” in black cryptic writing. So I went to a drive thru and said “I saw the sign. Can I have it” and the speaker was silent for a solid ten seconds before saying “do you think you’re ready” in my voice and I screamed and drove away
I love those discord chats where you only know one person’s name so it’s like “yes these are my friends dragonfucker, gandalf, the raven lord, 6000 bees, and George”
sherlock literally canonically admitted several times that the purpose of his existence and choices is to make sure that john has the happiest life possible full of all he wants what the fuck and he knows in his heart that that life does not include him as a priority what the fuck what the FUCK
Amber 