15th
Pity party
So I am heading to SF tonight to attend a friend’s going away party. She realized a month back that she could no longer afford to live in the city, and so she’s moving back east for a few months to wait it out with friends and relatives until fall (when she will head to grad school). I know this is the best thing for her, but that does little to improve my mood. She is one of the few friends I have here who is as ambivalent about long term romantic relationships as I am. Instead of having to ask her live-in boyfriend/fiance/fuck friend along whenever we go out drinking as I do with everyone I know now, we go out alone together and drink and bitch about our shit jobs. Then we have long semi-coherent talks about how impossible it would be to be able to stand someone for more than two months. I never thought I would find someone as fucked in the head romantically as I am, and now I have, and she’s leaving. Oh well.
