About a third of my friends list is grey, and that makes me sad. 
I found a new roomie--my friend James is moving in where Melissa left off. She's taking everything that was given to "us" as a pair of roomates on the grounds that they're *her* co-workers. She, admittedly, didn't even need what she's taking, but she feels it's hers so...there. Whatever. The dishes were ugly anyway. I can get something I want in their places.
I still have a boyfriend, barely. These last few weeks have been very stressful financially and emotionally. My grandma went in the hospital Christmas day and no one in my fucking family thought to tell me till I got to my parents' place to have dinner with them, only to find she wasn't there. She went home a few days later and yesterday, she went back in. I'm scared for her. One grandpa I never met, the other passed away from Alzheimer's last April--but he'd died years ago, truth be told. My other grandma is doing okay, but we don't see her often. I guess it's hard to watch someone who's aware just give up on living. I don't know what to do or say. So, clearly, I stress out about it. I can't sleep, I'm eating sporatically, and my sex drive is destroyed. Boy-thing's over a lot, and I guess my mood rubbed him the wrong way. I didn't want to be touched, not even to cuddle, when he just wanted me to feel better all along. I feel horrible about it. But on New Years, he cooked me dinner and we had a quiet evening to ourselves and a bottle of Absolut Raspberri. I really dig my boy.
Corwin came home from bootcamp for Christmas. He missed his physical fitness exam by a few pushups (he was sick for much of bootcamp). We talked a lot the one day we hung out to ourselves. Went out to dinner with him and his wifey the next evening. I love those two. I was talking to his wifey earlier today (he went back the other day) and she told me he's quitting and coming home. I'm happy beyond words. It's going to be so nice not only to have one of my best friends around again, but to keep both of those guys grounded so they both don't move away.
The last few weeks has had its moments of ups and downs. Right now? I'm just exhausted. Here's hoping the bill collectors leave me alone and I get my rent in on time.
I found a new roomie--my friend James is moving in where Melissa left off. She's taking everything that was given to "us" as a pair of roomates on the grounds that they're *her* co-workers. She, admittedly, didn't even need what she's taking, but she feels it's hers so...there. Whatever. The dishes were ugly anyway. I can get something I want in their places.
I still have a boyfriend, barely. These last few weeks have been very stressful financially and emotionally. My grandma went in the hospital Christmas day and no one in my fucking family thought to tell me till I got to my parents' place to have dinner with them, only to find she wasn't there. She went home a few days later and yesterday, she went back in. I'm scared for her. One grandpa I never met, the other passed away from Alzheimer's last April--but he'd died years ago, truth be told. My other grandma is doing okay, but we don't see her often. I guess it's hard to watch someone who's aware just give up on living. I don't know what to do or say. So, clearly, I stress out about it. I can't sleep, I'm eating sporatically, and my sex drive is destroyed. Boy-thing's over a lot, and I guess my mood rubbed him the wrong way. I didn't want to be touched, not even to cuddle, when he just wanted me to feel better all along. I feel horrible about it. But on New Years, he cooked me dinner and we had a quiet evening to ourselves and a bottle of Absolut Raspberri. I really dig my boy.
Corwin came home from bootcamp for Christmas. He missed his physical fitness exam by a few pushups (he was sick for much of bootcamp). We talked a lot the one day we hung out to ourselves. Went out to dinner with him and his wifey the next evening. I love those two. I was talking to his wifey earlier today (he went back the other day) and she told me he's quitting and coming home. I'm happy beyond words. It's going to be so nice not only to have one of my best friends around again, but to keep both of those guys grounded so they both don't move away.
The last few weeks has had its moments of ups and downs. Right now? I'm just exhausted. Here's hoping the bill collectors leave me alone and I get my rent in on time.
My one grandmother that is left is 96 years old and still lives alone. She doesn't think she has much time left anymore, I think, but one thing that can't be said about her is that she has given up on life.
I hope things look up for you and 2006 brings with it a brighter look to the future. you should go to an event of the SGTC, I'd be proud to say I've met you.
On a happier note we got approved for the apartment but - and there always is one and you'll find it in my journal.
Hope all goes well with you and remember: when anything bad happens you'll most likely look at it as a blessing in disguise later on. Cellar door
[Edited on Jan 14, 2006 11:36PM]