Grant Hill drinks Sprite.

I guess I'll start with good news. The new Goldfinger album came out today. It's awesome.

Now on to the other stuff. My grandmother almost died this past weekend. She went in to have a colostomy reversed last Monday and everything went fine with that. Then on Thursday my mother called to say something had gone wrong and we should get to the hospital. So, Theryn and I went to the hospital at 7pm. Six hours later we went home knowing only that my grandmother was in stable condition and that they didn't know what went wrong. The next day we went back around one, went for food and then I went to pick up my sister at the airport because when she heard about our grandmother she flew home. We get to the hospital and my mother tells us that they had another problem and that she almost passed on again, but that she recovered. Today she's doing fine and everyone's getting back to their lives. I don't think I'm prepared for my grandmother to die. I know she's going to, especially since she's had a lot of problems in the past year or so, but it's hard to accept. I held back my tears all weekend because I figured they'd just be wasted. The time for tears will be when she finally does leave us. It was tough, though, especially when I saw my mom, my pillar of strength, fall to her knees crying and clutching her hands behind her head with her head on the seat of a pew in the chapel of the hospital. My grandmother is okay for now, and that's all I have to say about that.

And now, since I can't remember everything I wanted to talk about and I don't feel like talking about that which I can remember, I'll fill out a survey I ripped off someone else's page. I certainly hope they don't mind, and I promise to find out who's page it was and give them credit in my next post.

Do you crave acceptance from others?

Yes, but only from those I have already accepted myself. I don't give a rat's ass what Joe Schmo on the street thinks about me, but if I think someone's cool then I hope they think the same about me.

Is suffering just a part of life?

Of course it is. You show me a person who has never suffered in their life, and I'll show you a person that lives in a completely different world than the one you and I are occupying.

What is the difference between service and sacrifice?

Well, here I was thinking all these questions were good ones. Service is doing something for someone or some thing. Sacrifice is doing something for someone or some thing that in turn causes you to lose something dear to you. Okay, so that wasn't a very good answer, either.

What is the biggest mistake you have ever made?

I'm such a saint so it's hard to think of anything, but I guess, just off the top of my head I'd say the biggest mistake I ever made was getting so drunk on July 31st, 1999 that I a) missed the farewell Danger Bob show, b) Couldn't move off of the couch at all let alone long enough to kick Mike's ass, and c) was really hung over on the day I finally moved out of my parent's house.

Religious or spiritual?

I'll get back to you on that one.

Who has to give you permission to be or do?

Me, myself, and I.

Carnivorous or Herbivorous?

The question originally was "Carnivorous or Vegetarian?" but that doesn't really fit, the two don't go together. And besides, my answer is neither. I'm omnivorous.

Extrovert or Introvert?

I used to be an introvert to a fault. Now I have more confidence and so I kind of inbetween - I can be either at a given time.

Fill in the blank - "If only I _________"

were a billionaire, then I wouldn't have to worry about anything anymore.

What is the most difficult thing to deal with?

Death.

What is your biggest fear?

Dying.

Are you a perfectionist?

I dont thin kso?

Who do you think you are?

I'm just me - it's what I'm best at being.

Is every life situation a perfect lesson?

No, and every survey doesn't ask the perfect questions.

Who do you admire the most?

My mother. I just hope I can give any children I have half as good a life as she gave me and my sister - especially considering how poor we always were.

What motivates you?

I know I'm probably beating this to the ground, but what I think motivates me is the pursuit of money. Money can't buy you love, but it sure can make life a hell of a lot less complicated.

Who has had the most influence on your life?

My mother, grandmother, and sister.

Do you ever do anything for shock value?

Not so much anymore, but I guess that was part of why I started dying my hair "wild" colors.

Another fill in the blank: "In ten years I want to be _______"

Happy, wealthy, and still living life the way I want.

One word to describe yourself...

Punk.

"Fuck Ted Nugent!"

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