Rob-world

Worked out HARD today with John.  Got a massage too, afterward.  I think I should buy half a case of Shiraz; and half a case of Grenache, every month.  And a half case of Guinness Draft, monthly too.  I want to travel more.  But, with someone who shares my travel and culture interests.

Bill and Kevin had been threatening to take me for weeks but never followed through.  They’ve done that a lot lately.  Hm.  I need more friends, here.  Since Ciaran’s departure from my life, I have almost none.  Part of it is, I have minimal access to $.  aT LEAST, confidently.  It’s partly my own goddamn fault; I’m still never sure if I can pay my own way or not.   This makes me HUGELY reticent to engage.

It’s 11:48 p.m., and I’m knackered. This thing about Bill Cafeiro wanting Butch’s job has really thrown me for a loop. On the one hand, I think Butch wants to move on, but doesn’t see a clear, responsible exit strategy; this would give him one. On the other hand, Bill, and Kevin, have become 2 of my best friends in Philly; and I’m finding myself reticent, even loathe, to co-opt 1 more friend onto my recovery bandwagon. OY. What to do, what to do? I’ll sleep on it…. Again.