So I feel like shit. I am thinking of taking Tues off of work to go visit my uncle one last time. Christ, I already did this once in May - it's killing me to have to do it again. Need a hug from my Caro girl desperately....oh well she'll be back on Monday. And the last thing I need is her worrying about me/for me right now.
ANYWAY - Club wasn't bad last night. I didn't dance as much as I usually do, but I got to be Ms. Social Butterfly so that was cool. Of course the lovely
daathphi was there, as were my friends J (whom I just met up with last week for the first time in ages - she found me walking through penn station!) and I think I caught a glimpse of
maris_stella toward the end of the night, but I'm not sure. Did a lot of giggling about the club and work with my favourite bouncer, and actually talked to P - I dont' think he and I have ever really chatted much beyond "hi! how was your week?" in the 4 or so years that we've known each other - so that was fun. He got a real giggle out of my Australian adventures. I thought I saw someone I have been dodging since September toward the end of the night, so I bailed early for breakfast with some friends I hadn't seen in ages and even managed to get a ride home. I avoid the 5:40 train whenever possible - it's all the club drunks going home and if they don't pass out immediately, they're loud and obnoxious. I really hope I was never like that in the times I've blanked after drinking so much. If I have been and any of you were around to witness/take care of me, I'M SO SORRY! I owe you big time!
Then there was today, with all its hideous news. Too many emotions, too much stress, too much to handle all at once, a goodbye to be said to one whom I love dearly, and much talkage to be done with another. I only hope the other will hear me out before any decisions are made...
Argh. I think I'll go to sleep.