and now an entry with pretty much nothing to do with food.

my great uncle Tom died over the weekend. the last two times i'd seen him were over the course of the last thirteen years, and both at funerals of other great uncles.
nonetheless, my mom is expecting me to come to washington for the funeral.
i have work. ane school. and i can't really afford it. and clint would have to drive it by himself, unless i got a learning license (they don't do permits in MT) this week and drove part of it myself with clint instucting me so he could have some breaks.
it is probably the only time i'll see my family for a long time. my aunt marys (mary fields and mary mason) are the only members of my 'grandparent generation' left, and i'm sure they won't live much longer.
i'm not really sure what to do. i'll probably just go.

also. i have a number of medical complaints. my eyes have been super twitchy lately and i have this thing on my arm. its like a bump the size of a dime. i have no idea where it came from. i feel paranoid.
i think this is what its like to be woody allen.