Tip of the Quill: A Journal
Deposits and withdrawals from the First Bank of Karma.

This weekend I had an amazing time with Kate in New Jersey. To karmaically make up for that joy, I came home to discover that my great-aunt Marcella passed away in her sleep on Saturday night. Instead of having my wisdom teeth out on Tuesday, I will instead be driving back to Ohio for a funeral.
Bite me, karma. Bite me hard.
It’s actually a blessing, really. She had been in a lot of pain, and had been in a fairly steep decline for a while. That doesn’t change the fact that she was my favorite aunt on that side, or that she had been a wonderful, delightful person, but it’s for the best.
Hurricane Isabel knocked out the Internet connection at the house, so updates will be intermittent at best. God bless Common Grounds. Catch you later.