It's been 3 months to the day since I dropped off the blogosphere, and I think I'm ready to come back. Would've been back sooner, except well, you know. There was that small thing about my father's passing...



I think this is actually the first time I've revealed this to people beyond my close friends and professors. In some ways, even as I'm going through his stuff and talking with our estate attorney, it still doesn't seem like it really happened. I don't know if it'll ever feel real. Maybe that's why I've started drinking more than I did before. I know... nasty way to deal, but fuck it.