I'm about ready for 2008 to be over, and it hasn't even reached the halfway point.

When y'all last left the train wreck that is Karsh in '08, Gaara and I just broke up. And at the beginning, things were peachy. We were still chatting on the phone every day and talking it up like a break-up never happened.

In private though, I didn't take it so well. As a matter of fact, I didn't take it well at all. And perhaps the reason I didn't take it well was because the break-up was fairly amicable. I'm more used to the explosion which results from my usual splits. This one was highly unusual. And the adjustment for me was to withdraw from others and basically throw myself into work and school. And you know, for a while, it worked. I felt like I was on the mend and things would be cool if perhaps I would meet my ex-boyfriend-turned-acquaintance for a night out.

Well…it didn't. Copious amounts of alcohol were imbibed, I ranted off some things I don't even remember while in my mixed drink induced stupor, and basically squashed the friendship. It was a bit of a rookie move, I admit. But I owned up to my shit, because I haven't gotten that smashed in a good long while. And frankly, for reasons I won't go into here, what's done has been done, and the time for arguments and shit is over.

Case motherfuckin' closed.

Of course, there's more shit going on besides Gaara, so a small part of me is glad that I have one less stressor so a brotha can get back to some semblance of normalcy. And many other things have happened which I haven't went into yet, like how work is going, Micro-Manager's going-away party, my impending graduation, and the search for fulfillment.

That's right…Micro-Manager has left the building.

I'll tell you about these things and more, plus your five-day forecast, after these messages.

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