The study group kind of fell through. There were just too many triggers - being tired not the least of them. I'm kind of sad again.
I have reason to believe a friend of mine who lives with bipolar disorder may be off his meds ... again ... *sigh* I worry about him so much. When he's off his meds he starts smoking crack and when he starts smoking crack he starts having a hard time coping with life.
Why do I even give a shit? He does this a couple of times a year it seems. I just worry he'll get himself shot or have a fucking heart attack.
In other news, my friend Gaurav and I talked tonight. He's been ill with a bad flu and sounds like shit. I hadn't heard from him in days and thought there might have been something seriously wrong with him. He's the type to keep going to work and forcing himself to function until he has a full-on collapse. "I don't do hospitals and doctors." *facepalm* Anyway, he says he was sorry for worrying me. He's tired after work and is having trouble concentrating. I told him he should stay home and get well, he told me, "I like to work." *double facepalm*
I have failed to mention Gaurav thusfar. He is my ... gentleman friend, I guess. We aren't exactly a thing but we aren't NOT a thing either. He's driven and intelligent and very nice to me. Things have sort of been on hold because A) I'm not really 100% over scott, and B) I'm too busy for a new relationship.
Regarding Scott ... I un-friended him on facebook after I saw a pic on his page of he and his now-current girlfriend (who used to be his ex) on a four-wheeler together at his parents place. This means she has moved from Virginia to Louisiana with him and they are fucking on a regular basis. I had a cry...but maybe now that the ties are really CUT I won't keep feeling so emotional about it all.
I haven't been laid in months. It sucks. I need a dose of penis-cillin.
~Tak~ |
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