Feeling kinda blah

I've had mostly a nice weekend: spent lots of time with purplegirl23; acquired more storage in an effort to more neatly pack my too much stuff in to too little space; and spent today helping with judging a magic tournament, because well I'd be curious about about the judging was like to actually do. Turns out relatively easy with only 21 people who generally know what they're doing.

Anyway got home and found out a friend of the family had died suddenly of a heart attack yesterday. He's not some one I've ever known particularly well, but I've spoken to him generally when I've seen him in these last couple of years particularly; he's helped me out (or helped my Dad by helping me out) on several occasions; and even encountered a friend of mine (<lj user="baloonworld" remember the person who lent us use of the metal roller when we were making plate mail - it's him). He meant a lot to my parents, especially my Dad as he was one of my Dad's closest friends. I suppose to me he was an occasional presence when I was growing up someone mentioned in ear shot more than seen. Still it's upset me, somewhat, left me feeling kind of blah. It's like someone ripped part of the scenery of the world out. Not something I would always have paid attention too, but now it's absence seems very wrong.