I try to turn to old times as well as things we have in common and curious about. I just had a hard week with my 79 year old cousin visiting me. She used to be gorgeous. Now she is an alcoholic and worn down, and hyper-critical and exhausting to be around. Just the same we re-visited a lot of old memories and we did research here and there (on our phones) on topics we were both interested in, and we drove around. So there were some positives, and I got some satisfaction giving her some satisfaction with the visit. I guess I am saying I am not exactly agreeing with, “I am never going to a funeral again.”

Imagine you live to 85 (average)
Put 85 marbles in a glass jar and then take out one for each year of your life

Now look at the jar, I have at most 25% of my life left, 10% of that is going to be fucking shit because of potential health problems

At 59 next birthday my days of achieving anything are pretty limited.

This is the same for 99.9999999999999% of people on the planet.

Life is a fucking joke

What a p*ssy you are! This guy is pushing 80 and not slowing down by any means, because he is focusing on what's ahead of him, not on the past...

 

Gasparri was very good. Those three years he was runner-up to Haney and yes, rip to the bone some years he came in a little bigger problem is a structurally. He wasn’t on any level of Haney, or even some of the other guys in the top five his condition kept him at second place but now he should’ve never been Mr. Olympia.

can you be more specific.

Went to a funeral yesterday of an old school pal

Seeing all my old friends makes me feel like shit, its a shame people have to get old
I havent seen some of them for years, its funny that apart from funerals I never see them.

I look at them and the person they used to be has long gone, they have a distant empty look about them.

I was going to go and have. adrink with them later but after the last time I went to a funeral they were all just sat on their phones rather than talking.

It could be the last chance they get to see each other as the next funeral might be theirs but its like their phone is more important.

I chose not to go, in fact I wont be going to any more old friends funerals as its makes me feel like shit.

Oh and the Priest was a fucking immigrant black twat whos only beeen in the country since last December talking about "my memories of David", fucker never met him in his life.

Suck it up Princess! It's not about you it's about paying your respects.


...Then again you're a GB'r so it is all about you