Rain, an Accident, Email

It's raining cats and dogs. The sky is dark and I wouldn't be surprised if tornadoes were forecasted. It's good weather to stay in bed. I already went to work so it's pretty tempting to just get in bed for the rest of the night. I'm supposed to go to a work "social." God, I'm getting old. Maybe I'll just get in bed even though I know I'd enjoy myself if I went to this social.

Kris got in a car accident last night. I don't know much other than that. When I called Jason after work he was at the hospital to check on Kris. Kris isn't awake long enough to tell Jason anything but he doesn't remember so it's pointless anyhow. The hospital staff said Kris hit a tree last night. Apparently he was drinking. When they got him to the hospital, he didn't know who he was and he didn't have any identification on him. It wasn't until this afternoon that he came out of it and could tell them who to call. So Jason's probably going to be there all night. I would go but there's little I can do.

Poor Kris. He really does some stupid things sometimes. I love him to death and just want him to be happy. But I don't think he is. (Are any of us, really?) He just has some really self-destructive behavior at times. Maybe this will wake him up, send him on the path of the straight and narrow...ok, well, not "straight"...but you know what I mean. Life is too short to do stupid things like drive drunk in the rain and end up in the hospital for a few days.

Autumn emailed today and she sounded happy. It's because her boyfriend, Ky, is finally in Austin with her. They've spent 3 months or more apart. (I'm not counting.) Autumn and Ky are two of my best friends in the whole world. Now isn't it funny that I say it like that? Like I'm still in 1st grade and I have to emphasize how good of friends they are? But you know what I mean. I'm going to Austin this weekend to spend time with them. We're supposed to be camping and rock climbing at Enchanted Rock, but the weather doesn't appear to be cooporating. It will still be good to go down there and hang out.

Will Friday ever get here? I mean, it's only Tuesday!

John wrote again. This time his email was about as brief as mine. He said Tiger was as big as I am (not quite but close) and he asked how long I've had him. Weird. Not weird that he asked but weird that he wrote back. Gawd, I'm such a girl! Listen to me disect these stupid little notes. I mean, anyone else could send me a note like that and I wouldn't think anything of it. When it's him, there's no possible way he could simply be asking about my dog! I'm such an idiot. Sure, I don't know why he's writing me, but I'm certainly wasting my time by getting all wack about it. I wrote back a nice but brief note. We'll see if he gets my drift. I mean, he of all people know I've got a TON of things to say (this being the perfect example) and yet I only write a couple of sentences back.

I hate this. I wanted him to write for so many months. Now that he does, I want him to quit. But part of me doesn't want him to quit. I just don't want to do this superficial crap like, "How's your job?" There's way too much history between us. Though I know all too well what it's like to be the one who broke up and wanted to be friends later. Brian wasn't forgiving enough to be my friend...not that I blame him. And eventually enough time passed where we could be friends without all the buried emotions. John and I have NOT made it that far yet.

Isn't it funny how karma gets you everytime?

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