Feeling pretty bad about my dad being dead, for some reason. I started thinking about it in the shower and couldn't stop. Did something happen today? His wake? I don't remember what was going on then. Right before mothers day that year? I wrote a farcical entry about getting fired, and then 33 days later, really got fired. For exactly the reasons in the "fake" entry. Before that, I had never been fired. Or considered for firing. But considering the change in perspective that I got when dad died, I can imagine that I was pretty uninterested in helping propel some dorky little money-making operation.

Oh hey, and I'm unemployed right now, to boot. For the first time since then. And I started being unemployed almost exactly a week before Dad's deathday. I'm sure there's some kind of sublimated grieving going on, but I'm not sure if it's for him or for me.