So, I wrote my own obituary today, I'm told I'm a natural.
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Suburbia, VA. Wilson, Maura K., 25, a dangerously self-aware young "writer" who since before she owned a training bra was plagued by her inability to achieve a real meaningful creative existence, passed away this afternoon. Her cause of death remains unclear, though officials believe the dangerous combination of constant drizzle and nonstop consumption of Bright Eyes mp3s may have resulted in cardiac arrest. She is survived by an enormous and eclectic family, her partner of three years, her cat, his plants, every boy she's ever had a crush on, and 88 myspace friends. She joins deceased family members and dearly departed pets in the Great Hereafter (which she does not believe in).
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It is more fun than you'd think.
2 comments:
I wrote mine once in the 8th grade but it involved A LOT of nirvana lyrics and it was signed "soulfully yours." Awesome.
After a big ol' madlib heavy road trip in college I had many people signing letters "sexily yours" as I used it excusively when asked to name an adverb.
A friend signed a letter to his professor that way. I would have given him an A.
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