what a week/end....*mt*....

starting saturday night if i can remember right....sitting here....dinking around and listening to music...the roommate got a weird look on her face and she was like there's a dog crying....so turn the music down...i think she's tripping out....because i couldn't hear it...she said now it's gone....so i turn the music back up and she starts hearing it again...she's like you don't hear that....i was like uhhhh...no....well then the next day comes and then later on sunday evening my mom calls....asks me who "kathy clairmont" is....i said i think that's my "father's" sister....she said well her son is dead...he hung himself....well brian's sister..Baby Luv...and i are real close...so i call her up...and she was bawling on the phone....but thru her snobs she told me what happened...and said she needs me to be there for her....so we start calling around making arrangments to get back...we're going on the morning our uncle tony is taking us.....but anyway here's the weird part....sorta....ok so with the way that our culture is...Natives believe that if they hear a dog crying then that means someone has died.....so maybe it was meant for me to hear it...but i'm so outta tune with my culture that it came thru somewhere else.......we sorta scared to go....but we gotta....it just seems the right thing to do...the "father" will be here....he called and said he's looking forward to seeing us...it's hard for us to even conversate with him...i don't know...we'll see how it all goes....