well I meant to write about

how St. Patricks day went, I did yesterday but then my internet connection just stopped, and I couldn't publish it. And today, well today I just sent my Aunt a birthday email, only it turned out to be a sympathy letter instead. Easter is coming, we always had it at my aunt's house, only they moved this year, and then in December her daughter died. I feel sick now, to my stomach and my head hurts, I pretty much like to stick to denial over the whole thing. So I don't feel like writing about pranks right now. I guess I will exercise, and do my best to think about nothing of any real meaning, or at least nothing upsetting.