tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34298967.post1362136801253470220..comments2023-11-05T05:48:34.920-06:00Comments on LizLand: The happy and the sadlizgwizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10907508137794025189noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34298967.post-76196556461429261792007-10-18T15:08:00.000-06:002007-10-18T15:08:00.000-06:00stef, he did handle it well. As well as anyone ca...stef, he did handle it well. As well as anyone can handle an irrational, weeping (and oh yeah...on my period) woman over the phone. Hee.<BR/><BR/>stinky, shit ice cream--yum! ;)<BR/><BR/>lsass, I remember looking up at my grandmother's funeral and seeing my best friend from high school, and you're right...it was so moving.<BR/><BR/>gorillabuns, I definitely think he's a keeper. Now we just have to make sure he thinks I'M one, too. ;)<BR/><BR/>whiskey, I figure I'll know I've really lost my grip if I ever forget how to laugh. It IS the best medicine!lizgwizhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10907508137794025189noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34298967.post-18643428575786702022007-10-18T14:32:00.000-06:002007-10-18T14:32:00.000-06:00"I ask for ice cream, and the universe hands me sh..."I ask for ice cream, and the universe hands me shit."<BR/><BR/>Funniest line I've heard in a long time. <BR/>Sorry for the downer day, glad you could find something good in it...Whiskeymariehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16680444919622976790noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34298967.post-9291930866098760292007-10-17T21:45:00.000-06:002007-10-17T21:45:00.000-06:00if "the new guy" can withstand sorrow and loss, he...if "the new guy" can withstand sorrow and loss, he's a keeper.<BR/><BR/>never apologize for feeling reality.<BR/><BR/>most do not.Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03042060446755347826noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34298967.post-24593755019396008742007-10-17T13:34:00.000-06:002007-10-17T13:34:00.000-06:00You are such a good friend. There is nothing like...You are such a good friend. There is nothing like seeing a random loved one walk through the doors at a wake / funeral, even though you never called them or asked them to come. It's like a reminder of all the good and love in the world all at once, when you need it the most.L Sasshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09852624970958809824noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34298967.post-28343905341282623462007-10-16T23:18:00.000-06:002007-10-16T23:18:00.000-06:00Sorry to read about your friend's father. How weir...Sorry to read about your friend's father. How weird that while you were remembering your friendship and past times, I was doing the same with a friend who lost her grandmother, who actually took care of her since her mom died she was just a toddler. Strange...<BR/><BR/>Happy to see that you can make ice cream with the shit that you've been sent! Good for you! ;-)stinkypawhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04418558395508830375noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34298967.post-42017507962286044142007-10-16T13:43:00.000-06:002007-10-16T13:43:00.000-06:00I'm sorry to hear about your friend's father. And ...I'm sorry to hear about your friend's father. And I wouldn't worry about having the mini-breakdown on the phone with New Guy. Him seeing/hearing you cry is an important milestone, I say. And he sounds like it handled it just fine. :-)Stefaniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10128238432671375399noreply@blogger.com