Just so you know, just so you know.

[threeplusfire]

Yeah, yeah, I post four hundred times a day. I know. This is probably the only important one I'll write today. I've been thinking about it since last week when I learned someone I knew died a useless, terrible death. You never know, I suppose, so it makes sense to be prepared.

For the record: I'm an organ donor. Tell them to take anything and everything. God knows my liver will be useless one day, but I'm sure they can use some of the other pieces.

For the love of all things, don't bury me. No funeral service in a graveyard, no terrible visitation around a casket. Don't put me in the ground. Take whatever's left of me and have me cremated. If you can, send me to one of those places that will turn my carbon bits into diamonds. I can't think of anything better than being turned into a shiny stone when I'm dead. If you really want to keep a little piece of me in a box or a jar, that's alright. (Just don't buy those weird things they sell in funeral homes. Find something cooler to stick me inside, okay?) Otherwise, let me go here in the hills and wide open sky.

I promise to try and write something down to do with all my books, and whatever else I end up with down the road. I'll try to make sure it all gets settled so it won't be a hassle for folks to deal with. On the extremely rare chance that I die with lots and lots of money, you had better not fight over it or I will haunt you. I mean that. We all know things run much smoother when you listen to me.

Comments

[delchi.livejournal.com]

Can you haunt me anyway? Like a good , cool fun haunting? Kinda like the ghost that goes out on the town dirnking with you - so I can look like some crazy old man tlaking to myself inbetween bars, but in fact I'm " talking to a ghost, showshomerespect! * huc * " ?