Just a lonely cold night in Athens. All the roommates are gone and its finally quiet. Its been a pretty rough past few months for me. I've lost my uncle, and my grandmother in the same week back at the end of November, and I have just lost an aunt (whom I regret I never got the chance to meet) and now another grandmother is in the hospital with some pretty serious stipulations. In all of this loss, I can't help but be reminded of the first loss I had: my father. I was never big on whiskey as a kid (bad Ben, I know), but with it being cold out and all these thought running through my head; and since it was my dad's favorite drink, I felt I should give it a try. Surprisingly, its not too bad. I thought about putting it on ice or putting the bottle in the freezer to chill it, but he never did so I figured I shouldn't either.
It has been a while since I have posted, and if anyone ever actually sees this, or used to watch for new posts, I apologize. I am still stuck with the old Rebel Xi, but have just installed CS5 on my laptop, so I think I might be able to get back into the posting mood here soon.
