"It's a happy day/ and things are gonna get better..."

The memorial was today, and it was really good. I'm not that excited about social occasions in general, but this was not nearly as painful as I was expecting. The testimonies were good, the people who came honestly cared and were respectful, and the eulogy Daddy gave was brilliant. I had tears dripping off my chin at one point, which was unexpected. 

Then after the service we came back to the house, along with people who came from out of town, and had coffee and munchies. Oh, and I killed a car battery. It was exciting. Apparently, one is supposed to check and see if the lights are still on before one goes inside the building. But I got to see booster cables used, which was interesting and sparky. Of course, given that I was the one driving, no one was surprised. The way everyone seems to expect me to careen into buildings while driving is both useful, and a little disappointing. Disappointing, cause I don't INTEND to go skating all over the road. Useful, cause, well, when it happens, er, people don't get TOO mad at me.

I haven't been driving in a little while, er, all right, quite some time, er, all right, over a year, and I'm a little out of practice. So somethings, like judging distance, for example, aren't quite second nature right now. This probably isn't really helped by the fact that I DO NOT get worked up when I'm driving. It's like I take a shot of adrenaline while getting into the car, making my heart rate go up- and then it stays exactly the same for however many hours or minutes I'm behind the wheel. Perfect weather and no one on the road, I'm upright and unmoved. Slush over ice and cars everywhere you look, and I'm upright and unmoved. Whereas I really should be reacting more to massive parking lots, getting lost in cities, and other joyful multi-coloured traumas of the past few weeks. Seriously, for the first time I went driving in the city, chooseing to do so over the lunch hour, when I didn't know where I was going, was not an experience without its fair share of very calm panic. I had to stay within grenade distance of the rest of the family convoy, which is NOT EASY IN A CROWDED CITY STREET. *cough*

That's about all my news. Valeo!