Drove to Aunt Janet's town and checked into my hotel. Too bad nobody wanted to join me. 2 beds was the cheapest option. Ready to hit the bar downstairs. I've been driving 10 hours including lunch break, potty break, and get gas. My hands are sore from holding the steering wheel. I need nourishment. I wonder what food they serve. Lunch was Dairy Queen. They have an outdoor pool, but it's raining all 3 days of my visit. Aunt Judy finally text messaged the name of the cemetery to attend to burial service. Took her long enough. She upset my roommate by leaving a vociemail asking if I left yet and instructing not to visit my Uncle Jim cause he doesn't feel like entratining me being deep in grief. Excuse me? Deep grief is the time to visit someone. He doens't need to entertain me. I'm there to comfort him. Geesh people.
Enjoyed my dinner. Roasted chicken, buttered rice, and vegetables. My drink was called Candied Apple that tasted like cinnamon apple candles they sell during Christmas. Chicken, rice, and drink were delicious. I don't really care for vegetables.
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