strange times...

yesterday was a *very* mixed day for yours truly. I went on an awesome bike ride, made a fantastic dinner, drank some nifty wine, and heard a few things that disturbed the hell out of me. We are at war with Afghanistan (no big surprise here, but unsettling just the same) and probably at risk of being attacked more... yea!

The worst news of the night was that my friend Take passed away in a car accident... *sigh* ... I got a voicemail from this guy who I used to work with (before the dot-com bomb blew our company to bits) saying to call him as soon as possible. Something in his voice was wrong... when I called back...

fuck.

...he was such a happy person, friendly, outgoing...

arg.

I'm getting the "geez, i haven't seen him in ages, i've missed his last few parties, i'm a bad friend" guilt...

shit.

I give up. I can't articulate right now.