Author Topic: In Loving Memory of Robert John Diller Sr.  (Read 52822 times)

Shut the forget up Saturn.

Sorry bout your dad JD.  D:

Thanks. I appreciate it. I might post the speech I'm going to give at the funeral, if I do give the speech in the long run.

im suprised no one accused me of trolling when i did the whole marriage with best friend thread

Right, it seems very easy to walk to the hospital in 2 feet of snow while administering CPR as well.

My father was dying, you stupid forget. My mom had already called the ambulance as I already stated.
Hey! You never listed that there was 2 feet of snow, and one more thing I seem to think this is stupid how your family doesn't have a back up plan for this kinda thing. I tried to give sympathy, but yuo didn't want it.
Quit crying to the community on how you can't see your dad. Get a one story house for your mom. Get the bottom floor of the apartment. Just don't bitch at me for a simple suggestion.


BTW...... R.I.P To Jd's Dad

Jd, may god have peace on your fathers soul, yes I have been an ass, but im never one for death.

For a simple suggestion? You ragged on this thread for no good reason and then continued to do so when I answered you two loving times.

Never one for death? What the forget. You were being a complete starfish previously, I have a feeling that you just completely contradicted yourself.
By the way, his name was Robert John Diller.

That last post reminded me of Fight Club.

Bro, don't let it cripple your life, the sooner you swim out the pool of misery you've been thrown in, the less time you'll lose. I'm pretty sure your father wouldn't want you losing out on what little life you have. His death only reinforces the fact that the clock's ticking, get out there and live, don't lag behind. If you're having trouble getting it all out of your head, read a book, or get into a hobby or even just go for a walk, keeping your body moving is keeping your mind moving. I'm not implying that you should ignore your pappy but proving that you can endure such a catastrophic event not only goes to show that you can handle yourself very well, but means you don't lose out on any moments to live up to your father.

You have my condolences, if they mean anything.


Quote from: JD's biography
my life changed when I was told to live my life by Deathwish on blockland forums to change my life
I doubt it
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Deathwishez, I completely see what you mean but it's the trauma of seeing him so helpless and then finding out later that I couldn't have done anything anyways. I just need him back here so I can rely on him like I used to. My life is nothing without him.

Deathwishez, I completely see what you mean but it's the trauma of seeing him so helpless and then finding out later that I couldn't have done anything anyways. I just need him back here so I can rely on him like I used to. My life is nothing without him.
do what you're dad would have wanted you to do.
make a good name for yourself. he would be proud of you.

That's what I've tried to do my whole life and I've always wanted to share that with him.. But now I can't. At least, here, in a physical sense.
Does anybody know how to preserve a state of your computer so that you can go back to it at any time? My dad had his stocks going and I want to save the computer's state, but I don't know how and it would mean so much to me.

That's what I've tried to do my whole life and I've always wanted to share that with him.. But now I can't. At least, here, in a physical sense.
Does anybody know how to preserve a state of your computer so that you can go back to it at any time? My dad had his stocks going and I want to save the computer's state, but I don't know how and it would mean so much to me.
hibernate?

Yeah but it's got to update and stuff, and it might do that while I'm not aware.
Like, I don't want to completely waste the computer--because it's really really sentimental to me now. He'd always use it for his stocks because he didn't want to use his netbook that he bought, for them. He'd try to use mine but I was an absolute loving starfish and put a password on it, so he used this one instead. I feel like such a complete chump for doing anything I've done to him--especially because when you have a heart attack, it's all because of stress. It's not a calm, go-to-sleep-and-don't-wake-up sort of thing, it's sudden and it tears at your soul.