so it seems that my grandmother has probably had a mild stroke, and that’s what’s responsible for her sudden difficulty in movement. it has been hard for me to handle this news a little, because my grandparents -grandma in specific- is known for being somewhat of a grumbler. i was especially sensitive about this when my mom was sick and i had to hear my grandmother griping about how excrutiating her daily aches and pains were when my mother wasn’t saying a word as she went through chemo and countless other horrible cancer treatments. so now it is a bit like the boy who cried wolf in she genuinely has had something bad befall her, but it’s hard not to think of her as exaggerating. this, of course, makes me feel awful.
john’s friend andy is about one yard away from me on the other side of the wall talking to someone on his two-way and it may be THE most annoying thing ever. do people honestly believe that others are interested in hearing every word they’re saying? and what’s wrong with using a phone?
(wait, what was i just saying about whiners?)
john and kt, my other roommate, do not speak. this stems from an incident at least 5 months old, in which one of john’s friend’s -the afore-referenced 2-way talker, actually- was over here and wasted. he and john were in john’s room, and andy was scared to come downstairs to the bathroom in the middle of the night because he thought gus would eat him. so he definitely peed into a cup in john’s room, and then put the cup across the hall in what he thought was a spare room, which was in fact kt’s bedroom.
kt woke up in the morning understandably upset, having found a strange cup of urine in her room. when she asked john about it, his non-appropriate response was to laugh. he did tell andy, though, who explained his mistake and apologized profusely. however, kt and john have not spoken since this incident. and in my opinion, it has gotten to the point of utter ludicrousness. kt is angry that john never apologized to her and thought that the whole thing was funny, and she stopped speaking to him. john, being excessively passive, didn’t really care. and now it is like 5 months later and they pass each other in the house and don’t say a word.
this shit is wearing me down. i’m not directly involved, of course, but being the middle man in between two other people is this constant subconscious stressor. i want to tell them both to snap the fuck out of it and behave with some semblance of being adult, but at the same time am unwilling to step further into this battle of stubborn stupidity.