it's a mechanical bull...

there's nothing like six hour trips to the hospital to make you realize you live in a city where you have one true friend and have lost most of the support in your life. thanks, people. i guess on the upside, we can rest assured that my tear ducts work, after all. a year deep and i was beginning to wonder. too bad it took a gargantuan realization to bring it to the forefront. oh, ps, turns out, i'm fine, and will only require on-and-off icing. too bad that will never happen. after least they ruined my weekend; and any chance of me finishing my thesis this weekend on time. yee-fucking-haw.