Wake for Byron: All that and a bag of chips...

Are we past anger yet?


:rose:

Yeah, I could never stay angry at him for very long anyway, why would that change just because he is dead?

It is easy if you consider latitude. Simply hold your face like it is too cold to talk.

In Idaho their version sounds different, they call their dialect "Rock-Jaw" because words are form without moving the their jaw. Minnesotans will move their jaw a little.... but rarely their frozen lips.

It's pretty hot here right now. I am not a native so that probably helps.
Byron caught onto the different inflections of "whatever" and "interesting" right away, a bit slower with bars and the one finger wave. Fargo helped reinforce it though.

I had to learn some Southern California dialect too.
 
Got some of Byron's stuff today.
Mr. Bear and Moo now live here, as do quite a few other unexpected things like the contents of his cell phone which are interesting especially the music and ringtones. I think I will use one of his.
Have stuff I can wrap myself up and be sad in now, although it actually seems more comforting in a way. Also in a strange way my mind is more at peace that he is really gone, because he used these things every day.

Still need to finish my service piece. Moo squeaks "yes"
 
I do a pick-up five days a week, on Byron Street. They usually don't have anything for me to get, but they pay me to check either way. I don't mind - never have.


I have my bunny from when I was a baby. Mom saved him for me. He lives in the dresser drawer that could be known as the Treasure Drawer, I suppose.


Best wishes.
 
Byron would have wanted every woman on lit to post her tits in this thread.

Please don't deny Byron of one of his last wishes.
 
finished the memorial piece for Byron tomorrow.

almost everything will stop and only the hole and my memories will remain.
 
Thanks! I am just trying to view a video that will be played tomorrow and I can't stop crying. it's 20 mins and I started crying almost immediately and totally broke down at 5 mins. I will get through it tonight though.
 
It's not everyone whose performance of their own requiem plays at their funeral.
I loved to make him laugh and smile. I am still mesmerized by his hands moving across the keyboards. How could it all just stop so fast without warning?

Almost a year ago I made a rash promise that I wouldn't leave to a man who could be totally impossible at times based on nothing but gut feeling and complete insanity.
Somehow it was so easy to keep my promise and we found a space where we could be.
He made promises too, ones that I suspect were much harder for him to keep than mine was. He kept his too.

Made it to 12 mins.
 
It's not everyone whose performance of their own requiem plays at their funeral.
I loved to make him laugh and smile. I am still mesmerized by his hands moving across the keyboards. How could it all just stop so fast without warning?

Almost a year ago I made a rash promise that I wouldn't leave to a man who could be totally impossible at times based on nothing but gut feeling and complete insanity.
Somehow it was so easy to keep my promise and we found a space where we could be.
He made promises too, ones that I suspect were much harder for him to keep than mine was. He kept his too.

Made it to 12 mins.

a unique man, indeed.

he'll help you get through this :rose: and there's no shame in tears. you'll not be alone, i'm sure.

my thoughts are with you, noor :kiss:

p.s good news about Moo and Mr Bear!
 
a unique man, indeed.

he'll help you get through this :rose: and there's no shame in tears. you'll not be alone, i'm sure.

my thoughts are with you, noor :kiss:

p.s good news about Moo and Mr Bear!

Thank you Butters! Hopefully I got through the worst of it last night and can hold it together for a bit, at least this weekend.
 
Every time I think of logging on to lit I remember Byron.

He used to fill such a huge space here, and now there's just. I dunno.

It's weird.

Now that he's gone.
 
I know, I read his posts since he joined. I read a few old ones last night from back in the day when lit seemed a lot more fun, of course it was a much smaller community then.

I was trying to get into posting and I thought, where's Byron, he would be so all over this. When I wake up I still thinking about looking for his posts while I was asleep because he would want to discuss them.

It's very quiet here too. I am trying to work in my studio and there are no inappropriate noises, comments or music blasting out the speakers every so often. Or after an hour or two "what doing?" Moo still occassional makes some inappropriate noise but even that is weird because Moo is physically with me not him.
 
Yes, he is, even if I had no other connection to him than the boards, it would feel empty here without him.

Thanks, that was sweet. I don't know how I could do otherwise. He was truly amazing on so many levels.

11 years on Lit and I just figure out how to multi quote!

Empty indeed. There's really no submarine without an XO :( Thinking of you today :heart:

http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n307/byroninexile/bhg2.jpg

And multiquote is something to celebrate! Woohoo! That totally deserves nanas. :nana::nana::nana::nana::nana: and I think it would have earned you some serious skype emoticon action from someone else.
 
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