Well, my Great Grandmother passed away this afternoon due to a bowel rupture (she elected not to have emergency surgery and instead was administered pain medication -morphine- until she expired). I am not really that torn up about it, I mean she lived about a century and had a very good life*, and I am glad she was not in any distress at the end of her life. In other news, I had a great time at a friend's party tonight and arranged to have dinner with an attractive female of my acquaintance next week.
*And she even had an love-affair from about sixty to ninety (she met an old high-school boyfriend and they both fell, or rather, re-fell for each other), when he passed away.