Friday evening I got a phone call to let me know that an old friend from high school had passed away that morning.
Saturday morning I found out that new friend from work was pregnant.
I'm excited for my friend who is with child, but I'm gutted about my high school friend. Even though we hadn't hung out for a couple of years it was just nice knowing she was out in the world. I can seriously think of better ways for the circle of life to be proven to me over a couple of days.
Not cool universe; not fucking cool.
RIP CK. I hope you're hanging out with Jim Morrison and Graham Chapman.