beer and nutroll thoughts

Right now I'm sitting at my computer drinking a beer and eating a salted nutroll. It's a good combination for pondering all the shortcomings of myself and others in my pathetic life. (Sorry for that bit of bitching there.)

Messengers is over and done until spring when we (they) start up on a different production. I doubt I'll be participating because said production is "training" for when the Messengers go to Manila, Philippines in fall of '07. So I think this was it for me, no more surrogate family, no more opportunities with Dave. Ed and I will probably still be in contact because I've been semi-editing a novella he's writing. But, as with Dave, I have to keep my distance and let Ed make the contact instead of me going to him.

Still no contact with Bill, which is starting to look very much like a good thing. As long as I keep this new sense of detachment I've acquired and not get overly emotional and nostalgic when/if I do talk with him, I'll be fine.

Yeah, right, fine.