Status: Ok, where is the ice berg?

So imagine you're the lookout person on the Titanic and you're seeing a giant ice berg ahead of you ("ice berg! right ahead!") You know you're going to hit it, there's no stopping, no time to turn around.

That's what it's like between us now. I'm anticipating something huge to happen very soon.

Last night I was sitting on the couch with my roommate, Erika , and our neighbor and old roomie, Jen. As you might recall, a couple weeks ago was Jen's 21st bday and I went out Tuesday on her bday but not Friday and I knew she'd be pissed I didn't go out. I didn't call that night to say I wasn't going out, which I knew I should have and would have been the right thing to do, but I knew she'd be drunk by the time I called and would be angry either way. But I should have called anyways.

As Jen was sipping on her wine and Erika and I were sober, Jen asks me if she can ask me something. I knew it was going to be about her bday. She asked why I didn't call her to tell her I wasn't coming out. I explained and apologized and she accepted and left it at that.

All the while, Erika gets uncomfortable, shifting in her seat and pretending not to listen. I was praying that she wouldn't start stuff with me too that night.

I'm sitting here now with her and asked if she wanted to go over to my sisters with me tonight. "no, i have to work."

of course. but I tried.

and we'll crash into that ice berg soon enough.

with my luck, right before we go on vacation.

I have such good luck.