kevin and pam and mavis and beth and jane

dj'd a wedding today (way too much '80's pop) and was already tired from my last wek dealing with mavis' strep-like illness and the tension of the roomate that just wont move and the fiancee that is steadily (and understandably) getting angrier over it.

plus the usual insommnia. and missing mavis.

back to the gig. there i was, knowing only two of the caterers and feeling pretty isolated.

at the toasting ceremony i got pretty choked up as they related how long they had all known each other and the like. i just couldn't help but dwell on the fact of my losses, my alienations, and driftings from many close to me.

feeling rather sorry for myself, i pop over to where beth (fiancee) is staying just to get a look at her after i had packed up.

she was tired, but pointed out to me that i shouldn't be so down on myself and to stop apologising about everything. she was right, but i was still wrong and groggily drove home. so glad she's in my life.

flicked on the old computer and there is an email from jane thanking me for the recent entry. an old friend also cheers me up.

i am a rich man.