Clueless was in a good mood, and sober. Karmann was up and functional (though naked...). I just didn't have it in me to start what would have been at least a tearful and unpleasant scene, and likely a fight. ::sigh::
Guns came up, and his guns, sort of, but The Question was never asked, and I didn't broach the subject. And I have no idea what to expect. I am pretty sure that by now he has forgotten that the deal was "90 days alcohol free" (which he hasn't come close to) as opposed to simply 90 days (which expired yesterday).
I really, REALLY hate this. How do you tell a life long friend that he is no longer functioning as an adult, and apparently no longer capable of functioning as an adult, and THEN offer to conspire with him to keep this knowledge from the rest of the world? ANYTHING I do is likely to be construed as a betrayal? How do you explain that it is simply too exhausting to try to help him on his own terms, when he lies at every turn?
I am SO bleeding tired, and nothing tires me more than hearing him lie to me about how well he is doing.
Other than that, life isn't bad. On the other hand, it doens't have to be...