I may or may not be around today. The last month or so has been one of great loss. I've been tasked with overseeing and dividing up an estate. I'd rather be on a date with Mayor Pete Buttplug. I'm OK. I'm always OK.
It seems like I've been dumping the sand out of my boots my whole life.
(Edit) You don't ever want to be at a funeral with me. I always have to check the DB to make sure they're dead. Long story, I already told it over the phone once today.