Saturday, December 29, 2007

crap.

Seems there's a major malfunction in my tidy little bubble. I got attached.

My friend is leaving...in the words of my 4 year old philosopher niece, I am happy (for them) but I am sad too - and dammit, 3 IPAs turn you into a great sobbing mess in the elevator of the parking garage.

If this is human, I do not approve.

6 comments:

falnfenix said...

*hug* i know the feeling, and it sucks.

Who is..... Carteach0? said...

Welcome to the club.

Us humans do things like that.
I'd rather wrestle a bear than a bunch of wild emotions.

Sigh... in commiseration.

Who is..... Carteach0? said...

In addition... wished you lived closer. We could go to the range and lose all the angst in a great big cloud of gun smoke....

Love the smell of IMR powders... like a cool breeze on a warm day.

Breda said...

thank you, fenix...

& Just one state over, carteach0 - but you might be right, perhaps a trip to the range is what I need...

Who is..... Carteach0? said...

Big state... made that drive, takes a long time. Sorry.

Yup... range time does clear the head and bring back to center, no pun intended.

noodle said...

I know...except for me it was 3 Purple Hazes and an Ameretto Sour
:( I miss them so much already and they aren't even gone yet!