an old friend of mine's grandmother just died, and i am spending this february 14th with he and his family after the wake.

wobeastman is visiting the rents with her two kids this weekend and will most likely not accept this excuse for not spending tonight with her...and use this as an excuse to complain to my mother about how supposedly irresponsible i am, causing mother to cry and call me, of course.

another old friend and i have come to a place where we realize that we have thought differently about a situation in our near past and somehow we will work through...but it is difficult to communicate about such things without becoming defensive and hurt on all sides.

thoughts about doktors and medical stuffs.

thoughts about my own crumbling sanity.

anxiety anxiety anxiety.

...and all of my friends are having a horrible day.

all of this, oh, and i am at work too,
and frustrated here on top of everything because

i just cannot

concentrate.

*whir*whir*