It it normal to mourn the loss of an inanimate object?

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The reason that I ask this question, is because, I know this sounds goofy, but It's almost June 9th, and I'm still mourning London's loss of her last proper Routemaster route. Every fun activity that I go out and do with my Club House is overshadowed by the Routemaster. The same thing happens, when I go to a Family Gathering. If the same thing happens at my Sister's Wedding, than I should be awarded the "Most Unpatriotic Canadian of the Year" Award, by Stephen Harper. I've cried a few times, and sometimes, it gets to the point, where I medicate myself with Coffee. I'll only have one tall cup, when I feel that my Emotions are going to get the best of me, in order to make myself "High". I still have a good time, when I do things with people. I just feel that it's unnatural for somebody who's stuck in the middle of the not-so-prim or prudent society that Canada or the US presents to it's citizens to still be mourning the loss of something that's very English.

I must add that I like how the Coffee loosens me up, and speeds up my Weightloss.

I dunno about buses, but I mourn the loss of a good book, building, game or DVD. I'm even mourning the loss of a tree that the (Australian) Labour Party was formed under, although that's a living organism. Some SOB poured 30 L of poison onto it....

I understand how a person could still be mourning the loss of a Loved One or a Relative, three years after after they pass away. I, on the other hand, am still mourning the loss of a Bus, and it's now June. I can't think of anybody in my life, who would be mourning the loss of a Bus, if they were in their Right Mind. It's almost like I need an Ambulance, (or a Wambulance) to come and take me away, so that the Psych Nurses can so some experiments on me, in the Psych Ward. But, than If I needed that treatment, I would have recieved it, at least three months ago. I don't get Misty-Eyed every day of the Month. It just happens on a set date, and than I'll look at my Calendar at the end of the day and tell myself, "Oh...Today was the 9th of this Month." I must be the only person on this Planet who's still mourning the loss of London's proper Routemasters, who doesn't live in London, after 6 Months. I mostly cry in my Dreams around the 9th of every Month, because I'm too embarrassed to cry, when my Parents are around. I've finally broke down over my whole ordeal, at Stepping Stones (my Club House). A lot of the Members suffer from Depression, so the Staff is used to dealing with stuff of that sort. I've managed to keep my grief bottled up inside, for 5 and a Half Months. Before that fateful day in Mid-May, 2006, I've only allowed my eyes to water, for 5 Seconds, on that set day, every Month because that's how it happened, and I'm not making this up.

I feel like I'm such a "FREAK".

No, you are not a freak, CockneyRebel.
The Routemasters are a great icon and something that should not have been taken away. I'm willing to bet that there are a lot of petitions happening in England now to bring the Routemasters back. They should live forever.
Something I feel attached to, is my car. I am on the pension now, and it's becoming very hard to afford to keep my car. I feel I would cry and cry if I had to sell it. Some people have said, "It's just a car." But I feel genuine affection for it and have always gotten the best services and bought nice things for it. I know it doesn't love me back, so sometimes I feel silly for being the way I am.

...this is sad ...I can't understand why they would do away with these wonderful buses...they were awesome. I remember when I was little I wanted to ride one of these so badly when I first saw pictures of them.

I had an older car for over 10 years and it broke down almost every month... I cried like a baby on the day when I finally sold it. I still miss it...there were alot of memories that went with it.

I've noticed that I talk about this Obsession in Waves and Tides. Around the 9th of every Month, my favroite word rolls off the tip of my Tounge, or more fittingley, the tips of my Fingers. I wonder how long this will last?

I get very upset when I lose things. I'm still annoyed with myself for losing my pen lid (which therefore rendered the pen useless) on a beach 5 years ago. And I lost one of the few scarves that didn't itch, which my Mum bought for me, a few months ago. I don't think about it much any more because I don't want to recognise that it's gone. It's like I'm in denial about it.

So yeah, I think it's normal. For me it is anyway

don't worry about feeling like a frek cockney rebal. I think Most people here will be able to understand how you feel. And i know that me typing this isent very useful.

If someone was to take lion i don't think i would ever get over it. I knew how bad i felt when his eye broke and i know how much worse it would be for him to actully go forever as he is my only constant.

SO in short, keep your head up and let yourself morn the loss.

Also i will at some point soon have a photo i took thinking of you online. I just need to find my camara lead!

jammie

i know i will be in mourning when my car is finally taken.
i know i can't drive but i still feel an attatchment to it.

I have an escape plan for my books and anime in case of a disaster. I have a list of authors of all my books in case something does happen to them and they need to be replaced. I even plan on taking pictures of my bookcase to keep in my purse if I lose the list.

I cracked the LCD of my Game Boy Advance yesterday and I'm mourning over it.