foof

Hmmm.

Yes, I guess you could say I’m in a reflective/introspective mood.  But you could hardly blame me, given certain current circumstances.  Alright, enough vagueness, on with the meat of the entry!

Sam talked to me today, as soon as I signed in to MSN…indeed the first time I came online at all today, in order to check my mail and whatnot.  Like, instantly, a window popped up and it was her:

13/09/2007
 
6:06:29 PM
 
Sam
 
me
 
you

13/09/2007
 
6:06:29 PM
 
Sam
 
me
 
halifax

13/09/2007
 
6:06:29 PM
 
Sam
 
me
 
next friday

Huh…what could this be about?

13/09/2007
 
6:06:36 PM
 
me
 
Sam
 
me? Halifax? next friday?

13/09/2007
 
6:06:48 PM
 
me
 
Sam
 
ok..good, we’ve got it down that i could be a parrot as a career

13/09/2007
 
6:06:50 PM
 
me
 
Sam
 
now…why?

Let’s see here…

13/09/2007
 
6:07:41 PM
 
Sam
 
me
 
because i’m moving next thursday.

13/09/2007
 
6:07:48 PM
 
Sam
 
me
 
and i want to celebrate moving and getting a new job.

Ahhh…interesting.  I wondered if she’d consider me once she was gone from this godforsaken town…

13/09/2007
 
6:10:20 PM
 
Sam
 
me
 
i don’t really care who shows up and who doesn’t. i just really wanted to make an event. 😛

13/09/2007
 
6:10:28 PM
 
me
 
Sam
 
oh well if it’s like that…!

13/09/2007
 
6:10:34 PM
 
Sam
 
me
 
and basically tell everyone (who matters) that i’m moving.

Oh, oh, didja catch that??  I did, but didn’t point it out during the conversation at all…

13/09/2007
 
6:10:53 PM
 
me
 
Sam
 
i’ll do what i can…i’m kinda saving up to go to Edmonton for Christmas to see my bro and sister (cuz i haven’t in 3 and 2 years, respectively)

13/09/2007
 
6:11:11 PM
 
Sam
 
me
 
mmkay! well, i hope you can make it.

13/09/2007
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6:11:21 PM
 
Sam
 
me
 
if you can’t, no worries, i’ll be living there .. so we can go out anytime, haha.

We kept talking after that, but those are the bits I’m most concerned about recording in here…for posterity?  I dunno.  To later analyse?  Probably.  Soooo yeah.  Thoughts?  Suggestions?  Questions?  Comments?

Also, my friend Geoff has been worrying me lately.  I’ve told him to keep talking to me, for fear that he’ll do something else drastic if he doesn’t when he’s feeling down.  He told me that while he was away at his new job and stuff that he went through a particularly rough period, and turned to the bottle for solace, but, predictably, things got worse.  He said, in a 2 AM phone call a couple of nights before the last time he was down at the end of August, that he was doing better.  But in the last couple of weeks, things appear to be going downhill again.  I’ve made him promise to contact me in some way if he gets anywhere near hurting himself, cuz he apparently went through a cutting stage as well as the drinking…gah, when did everything get so fucked.  I’m really worried for him, and that I’m not getting through to him.  Cuz I know what it’s like to be depressed and feel like there’s no one around to help you, even if people ARE extending a hand….because it’s like you don’t believe that they’re sincere, and they’re doing it for their own benefit, to make themselves feel better about helping you…because if something DOES go wrong and you take your own life, hey, it’s not their fault, they tried to help you right??  I just hope against hope it never comes to that for him.

~SS