8. Date
There were so many dates he was supposed to remember, and it kind of sucked that the majority of them were the days that friends and relatives had died. There were also the birthdays of those of his friends that were still alive -- Al's birthday and the day his body had finally been restored -- but mostly it was a lot of deaths.
But still, that was no excuse for forgetting -- especially not this one -- and, once Ed came home from work, he wrestled the glass and whiskey bottle from his lover's hands and tucked him away in bed, trying to drown out the man's drunken mumbling, "I'm sorry, Maes, I'm sorry…"