...so today Flatmate, who has been my best friend and coworker for the past 3 years, left Egypt for Cyprus (holiday with family) and thence to the UK.
I am rattling around in a half-empty, half-chaotic flat, throwing things in the bin and stuffing other things into bin liners to give to the cleaner/the boab/other impoverished people who may make good use of them..
Tonight Friend Upstairs leaves Egypt for the US, thence to Korea.
Then it's me and Friend A Few Doors Down, and then
I
go.
I could spend the next week weeping quite easily, but just at the moment I'm halfway numb. It's so - it's just incomprehensible somehow that this life is hurtling to a close and another chapter is opening up - and I know it's all one door closes another one opens blah blah blah but there's still the whole part about this door CLOSING. And it's been a very special year, and I've got some really bloody lovely friends here, and I like Cairo a lot, and - and this is just really pretty damned upsetting, really.
Shit.
All alone. Weird weird weird. I feel a bit like someone chopped off one of my limbs, and I'm too shocked to really realise it yet. Or something. Or, shit,
I
don't know.
is sad
{{{Fay}}} May the next phase of your life's adventure be smooth sailing, with fabulous haberdashery available.
All alone. Weird weird weird. I feel a bit like someone chopped off one of my limbs, and I'm too shocked to really realise it yet. Or something. Or, shit, I don't know.
{{{Fay}}} I hate the idea of Sad Fay. Would calling Pete adorable a couple dozen times cheer you up?
It's wonderful that Cairo was such a lovely experience for you. Are any of your friends joining you in Thailand?
Happy birthday Plei and belated b'day Cass! Many felicitations to you both.
Today is the one year anniversary of the baby I helped my friends birth at home. It canNOT be that long, can it? He's beautiful and happy and a real gift to the world. Being a part of his entry into this life continues to be a gift to me.
The Big Wedding ™ this weekend was a huge success. I had a great time and officiated a ceremony that got a lot of laughs and a few tears. My work here is done!
Okay, not actually done, in the done sense. The Great Peace March 20 year Reunion, which I have been organizing for the past year, is happening this week...eep.
All the, to be expected, last minute problems are surfacing, including some clever new ones that are stressing me quite. Plus? The weather is expected to include thunderstorms.
I have an, in-the-over-all-scheme-of-the-Universe-unimportant ~ma request. I worked so hard on the March, keeping the group moving with no money and no insurance...and had almost perfect success. And yet? I'm honestly a little frightened that people will not have the great experience I really, really want them to have this weekend. Please, if you have any extra good vibes lying around, could you direct them to Lorton VA...especially the no serious rain vibes.
Thanks very, very much.
::hands Fay some chocolate...hell, LOTS of chocolate::
Fay, new adventures! New adventures!
Plei, happy birthday!
A hugely happy and joyous birthday to you, o best and beautifullest of Pleis!
I love hearing about Katerina Bee's family. Makes me all hopeful for families in general.
{{{Fay}}} I have this sad vision of you like B.J. immediately after the final shot of the final episode of M*A*S*H, all lost and alone in the empty camp after everyone else has left, in this in-between space where one huge story is over and the next hasn't started yet. It makes me want to hug the stuffing out of you.
I have this sad vision of you like B.J. immediately after the final shot of the final episode of M*A*S*H, all lost and alone in the empty camp after everyone else has left, in this in-between space where one huge story is over and the next hasn't started yet.
Gods, you just made me cry. Fay shouldn't be that sad, ever! {{{{Fay}}}}
B.J. immediately after the final shot of the final episode of M*A*S*H, all lost and alone in the empty camp after everyone else has left
I *sobbed* at the end of that episode. A friend of mine was a huge M*A*S*H fan, too, and the phone rang as the credits rolled. I picked it up and it was her. We cried together for about five minutes before saying anything.
