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Well, That's Just Great (reposted, lost)

Another milestone reached - the first heart attack scare. Luckily, I guess, it was only a scare, but that still didn't mean going to the hospital was a load of fun. And yes, as a huge joke, the nurse did give me a lollipop. Insult to injury, that is.

They must've been worried enough to call my next-of-kin, which only added to the fun. Nothing like coming home to your answering machine to find you've been roundly cussed out in absentia by an ancient priest with a bad attitude: "If yer listenin' to this, yeh aren't deed, and if yeh aren't deed, why the fook would yeh wake me up?"

Just to make the whole thing worse, Millie's still pretty upset. Great. If I weren't so damn tired I could try to explain this to her...well, tomorrow, then. There is a tomorrow, this time.


The worst part is, for a moment, after we got to the hospital, when I finally blacked out, I thought that I was going to die, and the last thing I'd said to her was "Go home." Out of all the things I could have thought, I thought how much I hated to be leaving her now, after so short a time.

And then, on the ride home, this came on...I would have laughed if I could have done it without crying.

Too many sad days
Too many Tuesday mornings
I thought of you today
I wished it was yesterday morning
I thought of you today
And I dreamt you were dressed in mourning

But I knew that you
With your heart beating
And your eyes shining
Would be dreaming of me
Lying with you
On a Tuesday morning

I fell through the window
And I found that I was still breathing
I thought of tomorrow
And the fear that you might leave me
I thought of tomorrow
And I wished it was Monday evening

But I knew that you
With your heart beating
And your eyes shining
Would be dreaming of me
Lying with you
On a Tuesday morning

Turn your face from me
I will cover myself with sorrow
Bring Hell down upon me
I will surrender my heart to sorrow
Bring Hell down upon me
And I will say goodbye tomorrow

But I know that you
With your heart beating
And your eyes shining
Would be dreaming of me
Lying with you
On a Tuesday morning