Oy with the poodles already!

Okay, so I posted my new chapter. I don't know where the inspiration came from, but it came, and so did this chapter. I'm pretty happy with the way that it turned out. The Last is coming along quite nicely, if I do say so myself!

The next chapter will deal with angst, which is not my forte, and while I'm nervous to step out of my comfort zone of fluffy bunnies and lollypops and junk. I'm branching out and growing up! Everyone should be so proud of me!

Went to see Grandpa today, and he doesn't look good. He is dying, after all, so it's kind of hard to look refreshed and just got home from the spa-ish when you are knocking on death's door. Ugh, if I didn't know that he would laugh at that, it would be in such bad taste.

He's horribly sarcastic, and caustic, but I love him. In the past twenty years, I've learned how to take him, and I'm so sad that this is happening to him. Most people get a little annoyed at him, because he can be short, and impatient with stupid people and people who waste his time. Not surprisingly, I'm quite similar. I hate stupid people, and unfortuntely, some of my relatives are missing a few apples from their fruit baskets, if you know what I mean. And they are all coming tomorrow. To pay their respects to their dying Grandfather, father, or brother.

Joy.

It's not like they were there before. They're all going to overwhelm him, as on a good day he's not a group person. He'd rather sit and talk to you one on one than to sit in the middle of a group. Especially when they invade his space.

I'm off to find a suitable hiding place so the nutcases can't find me.

Katherine