This weekend ROCKED. Friday jay and Kristen came, it was like part of the old tribe coming together, we had a certain night of heros. We started at Steinkeller then to the Oxford Brewery, then to a party then to Balcony. At Balcony we really tore the place up, dancing like fools. I talked for a long time with Lena, she is very lovely, I have been collecting digits like mad as of late; though I really cant afford it anymore. I was kind of sad at the outset of the evening, as Thursday Pamela told me she was stripping again, the word is that the manager of the place is a snake; that worries me a bit. She was having a tough night, we chatted a bit, I took her over a little basket of stuff, nothing really, but it was a bit weird. Then Friday I called 3 times trying to un-weird it, which probably made it more weird. By the end of the night old Matt was more or less back in full swing; that was good. I had a hell of a hangover the next morning.
Saturday, a hair of the dog day. I began with a glass of Absinth, and recovered throughout the day by drinking lots of water and walking about. I got nothing done, at all, talked with Dave quite a bit, then went out last night with Dr. Sholle. It was good to see him, Josh was with us for a bit with his new girl-friend. I was beat by the end of the night, and passed out in a very good way, and had one of my longest nights of sleep in some time.
Today I chatted with Pamela, and tried to clear up some of the wierdness; I dont think I was convincing, but I said what I have wanted to say for a while to her. There is really no talking to her, she believes what she wants to believe and there isnt telling her any different. Overall she seems to be doing well (though she is ill, and still has moments where her past haunts her); she is doing some amazing things, and I am happy for her for sure. She is better in the day, her nights are probably still rough. I also wish I was still part of her life in a lot of ways, though I am doing amazing things as of late too, a month from today I will be in Amsterdam. My friends will be the first to say that I am better without her in my life, and that the agony went both ways. I am healthier now than I have been in years, and I am moving forward with past obligations. I am meeting Monique latter today; that will be good.
Saturday, a hair of the dog day. I began with a glass of Absinth, and recovered throughout the day by drinking lots of water and walking about. I got nothing done, at all, talked with Dave quite a bit, then went out last night with Dr. Sholle. It was good to see him, Josh was with us for a bit with his new girl-friend. I was beat by the end of the night, and passed out in a very good way, and had one of my longest nights of sleep in some time.
Today I chatted with Pamela, and tried to clear up some of the wierdness; I dont think I was convincing, but I said what I have wanted to say for a while to her. There is really no talking to her, she believes what she wants to believe and there isnt telling her any different. Overall she seems to be doing well (though she is ill, and still has moments where her past haunts her); she is doing some amazing things, and I am happy for her for sure. She is better in the day, her nights are probably still rough. I also wish I was still part of her life in a lot of ways, though I am doing amazing things as of late too, a month from today I will be in Amsterdam. My friends will be the first to say that I am better without her in my life, and that the agony went both ways. I am healthier now than I have been in years, and I am moving forward with past obligations. I am meeting Monique latter today; that will be good.