I'm high enough from all the waiting...
I'm gonna be straight with you... I think I've had to much wine tonight. It was not intentional.
Bo is not to good. I called Britni and bawled to her for a bit, then Matt called me (which made me feel VERY special) and I talked to him for a bit, too. I called Lindsey and told her; I hope that was the right decision. The thing is, there's nothing she can do about it in Tuscaloosa, and I know that, and she knows that. But I remember when I lived in Birmingham, I would rather know what was going on as well as the rest of the family, even if I wasn't there. Matt re-affirmed those thoughts, and Lindsey, I hope calling you was okay. If it wasn't, I'm sorry... I'm sorry anyway... I didn't want to mess up your night.
I'm not going to give you details now, but suffice it to say that Bo needs upwards of $2,000 in order to be okay, and that's quite a chunk of change... a chunk we don't have. He could potentially be alright with an $800 surgery, but it's unlikely that the one surgery will be enough. Maybe next week I'll be updating about how we came up with the money and he's in recovery, or how we did the one surgery and it turns out he's just fine... maybe.
Classes were fun today... Chaucer was funny because we got into religion, and it amuses me to see people so passionately defend something I can't even begin to see as an entirely truthful document.... oh, people. Oh, well.
Philosophy was kinda interesting, though I spent most of the time thinking instead of paying attention. Gender Communications was interesting, as always. We studied mixed-sex dyads, and whether it is realistic to have close friends of opposite sexes. The knee-jerk reaction is "yes," obviously, but we studied some of the societal pressures of these dyads to either form a relationship or break off, I found that most of the stereotypes were true of the relationships I hold with straight men... I think the exception, which we didn't study, is when the male friend (in my case) already has an established relationship with another friend. An example of this is found in When Harry Met Sally, which I have never seen, but which is also at the top of my movie list right now. Another interesting thing we studied: whether men confide more in other men or in women, and where women confide in other women or in men more often. So here's what the studies show: in the teenage years, males are equally likely to confide in other males as in females. As they reach adulthood, men are more likely (with app. 9 to 2 odds) to confide in women as oppose to women. Studies show the exact opposite is true for women; as teenagers, they are 9 to 2 odds more likely to confide in another female than to confide in a male, but as they reach full maturity they become equally likely to confide in other women or in men. Super intriguing and very accurate as I reflect back on my personal experiences and the experiences of my friends. Pretty spiffy.
I had like 12487 spelling erros, but I ran spell check. No more drink for Grace tonight! Someone please call me tomorrow... I am craving some love. I'm going to Birmingham Thursday. I will need cuddling, and lots of it. You have been warned.
Bo is not to good. I called Britni and bawled to her for a bit, then Matt called me (which made me feel VERY special) and I talked to him for a bit, too. I called Lindsey and told her; I hope that was the right decision. The thing is, there's nothing she can do about it in Tuscaloosa, and I know that, and she knows that. But I remember when I lived in Birmingham, I would rather know what was going on as well as the rest of the family, even if I wasn't there. Matt re-affirmed those thoughts, and Lindsey, I hope calling you was okay. If it wasn't, I'm sorry... I'm sorry anyway... I didn't want to mess up your night.
I'm not going to give you details now, but suffice it to say that Bo needs upwards of $2,000 in order to be okay, and that's quite a chunk of change... a chunk we don't have. He could potentially be alright with an $800 surgery, but it's unlikely that the one surgery will be enough. Maybe next week I'll be updating about how we came up with the money and he's in recovery, or how we did the one surgery and it turns out he's just fine... maybe.
Classes were fun today... Chaucer was funny because we got into religion, and it amuses me to see people so passionately defend something I can't even begin to see as an entirely truthful document.... oh, people. Oh, well.
Philosophy was kinda interesting, though I spent most of the time thinking instead of paying attention. Gender Communications was interesting, as always. We studied mixed-sex dyads, and whether it is realistic to have close friends of opposite sexes. The knee-jerk reaction is "yes," obviously, but we studied some of the societal pressures of these dyads to either form a relationship or break off, I found that most of the stereotypes were true of the relationships I hold with straight men... I think the exception, which we didn't study, is when the male friend (in my case) already has an established relationship with another friend. An example of this is found in When Harry Met Sally, which I have never seen, but which is also at the top of my movie list right now. Another interesting thing we studied: whether men confide more in other men or in women, and where women confide in other women or in men more often. So here's what the studies show: in the teenage years, males are equally likely to confide in other males as in females. As they reach adulthood, men are more likely (with app. 9 to 2 odds) to confide in women as oppose to women. Studies show the exact opposite is true for women; as teenagers, they are 9 to 2 odds more likely to confide in another female than to confide in a male, but as they reach full maturity they become equally likely to confide in other women or in men. Super intriguing and very accurate as I reflect back on my personal experiences and the experiences of my friends. Pretty spiffy.
I had like 12487 spelling erros, but I ran spell check. No more drink for Grace tonight! Someone please call me tomorrow... I am craving some love. I'm going to Birmingham Thursday. I will need cuddling, and lots of it. You have been warned.