A great Real World reunion post the gym tonight. I was mustering myself to head to the 'Box for some gin and I get a call from my buddy's girlfriend. Yup, 11pm phone calls like that are always fun. Someone drank fifteen beers, on top of his Xanex(sp?), made some minor cuts, and that all adds up to me heading over there. Mind you no violence threatened to his special lady friend just to himself.

After talking with a fairly sauced friend it comes down to a job he hates, a boss he loathes, resistance to finding a new job, not wanting to go to work tomorrow, feeling overwhelmed by having a kid on the way, and to top it off he has been chatting with (more like she has been chatting with him) that skeezy broad that triggered the five month hell of last year. Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck.

He is resistant to change (some have called him epic lazy), he has potential, he is doing well for himself, is has an alcohol problem (yes the irony isn't lost that I was heading to the bar when I got the call tonight), and won't get help with the support of others. I am not even sure what the fuck that list was supposed to highlight. It's late. Is a seventy two hour lock up for observation the only way to make change happen? Outside of dealing with these catastrophic melt downs how can I push an adult into getting assistance? I mean right now his special lady friend is dealing with it like a trooper but eventually the center will fall out.

Ugh.. off to sleep.