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My acquaintance Natalie's father died last week. That makes her a seventeen-year-old orphan.

I call her an acquaintance because I never really knew her. We were in school together for years, but I've no idea where she goes to high school. I mean, she could be at mine for all I know. We aren't friends. She was always too popular for that.

But Mom's making me go to the funeral tonight.

I hate funerals. Call them what you like - memorial service, celebration of life - I hate them. I prefer to grieve in my own way, which does not involve wasting my time, wearing itchy clothes, and being comforted.

It will probably be even worse tonight, because I didn't know Natalie's father at all. I must go simply to show sympathy. Isn't it enough to feel it? She probably hardly remembers who I am.

I wonder if I can get away with writing a clause into my will that forbids all kinds of funerals for me and punishes offenders by taking away their inheritance.

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Will I even be getting an inheritance, assuming I outlive you?

I'd say something like "Gee, I'm so sorry" but I don't know Natalie and you didn't know her father so any false sympathy would just seem pointless here.

Indeed it would.

Well, of course you'll be getting an inheritance. Most of it, probably, since I'd, well, die before I gave it to my parents, and I haven't got a husband or children. So really you'll be sharing it with the sibs.

You're assuming you won't grow up and get a SO at some point. Not that I'm complaining, understand.

I notice your use of the word SO and blink.

I dunno, you might not have got around to marrying by that point.

Dude, I'm not having sex until I'm married. I have no intention of getting into a meaningful relationship and then not getting married before I die.

Don't wanna die a virgin!

Ohhh, so this is all about the sex. I got it.

Everything is about sex. I would think you would know that by now.

I would, but not from the way you talk.

What's that supposed to mean?

You're...sounding rather defensive. I just meant that that's one thing we barely talk about, and you seem to dislike reading it in fanfic, and you've written a post about how you like friendship so much better than romantic relationships, which are usually the ones that lead to sex.

Clearly you do not know how much porn I read.

Indeed, I just read Rodney/Shepwhore shield!sex.

I've just received this. Clearly LJ's still acting up. Indeed I do know now.

Indeed, we both know quite a lot now.

Indeed. We are also now capable of acting like we know mysterious things of importance.

Amazing what one conversation can do.

Alysa wants her party. Also we have been talking a lot. Also slash. Also...Daddy made two gay jokes during Outback Jack. Should I be worried?

Indeed.

Alysa gets her party when the month is up, though I dunno how good it will be because I've never tried to organize a party before, least of all with someone like Korine-Bean. Talking is good. Slash is super-good. That depends. Were they in good taste or bad taste? Dude, I have found more Hathor fic. Except she's got a new host. It's like...whoa.

Yay Hathor!

I can help organize, if you want. I do the New Year's party every year. I have the experience.

Well, it's hard to tell. I know he hates gays, but the way he said it wasn't mean-spirited or anything. The first time was when Marissa was all over Jack, and he was just all, "Now they have to have Marissa and Natalie kiss!" Then, later, when Jack was talking about not knowing who to choose, Dad said, "The real twist will be when he picks JD [the host]." It was weird. I dunno.

Hather plus male host plus funky sex drugs plus Daniel makes for some really weird non-con.

I'm gonna -need- your help. My idea of planning a party is "Are you all free this Friday? 'Kay, come over to someone's house whenever you feel like it. We'll work the details out there."

Well, I hope it's not Friday, 'cause that's when Robert gets his present and also I'm probably sleeping over at Mari's.

But, you know, yeah. I can help.

See, what you need to do is decide who you want to come, and find a good date, and make sure everyone knows what's happening. Also you have to clean whatever house the party's at, which is fun, believe it or not. You have to make arrangements for snacks and supper and (if it's a sleepover) breakfast. You have to make /some/ plans for games and stuff, but not too many. You have to solve logistical problems like where you're going to put people. Oh, and did I mention the keeping-parents-happy thing?

Eight more days, I think. So...a Monday? That might not work so well. Hrm.

Aigh, that's complicated, especially as I think we'd be having it at Alysa's. Gwah.

Indeed it is complicated, but it's well worth it.

Anyway, she lives in our city, at least. My parties are all at my grandparents'. This is /easy/.

What, we have the party at your grandparents'?

WAIT I DON'T KNOW WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT ANYMORE

WE SO SHOULD. THEN YOU CAN DO THE PLANNING AND THE FOUR OF US CAN SIT UPSTAIRS TALKING ABOUT HARRY POTTER AND SEX AND WE CAN PLAY MUSIC AND VIOLENT CARD GAMES AND YELL A LOT.