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I don't know what I've done or where I sat, but holy crap does my tailbone ever hurt today. It's ridiculous. There are only a few positions I can sit in that don't ache, and I still haven't quite pinned down which positions they are, so whenever I shift around, it hurts. Stupid tailbone.

Stupid git

Got an email from my former roommate this morning. He spent the weekend in hospital, found out he has pancreatitis. At first glance the word scared the living crap out of me - my grandmother died from pancreatic cancer. But further in the email he explained pancreatitis is what you get from being an alcoholic. Lovely. Just one more example of how his drinking is fucking him up. Ever since I met him, I've been trying to help him cut down on all that shit - drinking, really hard drugs, etc, and for a little while he did cut down. He even stopped completely for a few months. Then I moved to PEI and he started up again (no direct correlation, but I felt guilty nonetheless). Other friends of ours have told me to give up -he's a lost cause, and nothing I do or say will ever make him stop. But I kept on. I was so sure some day, some combination of things he'd done, things I'd said, and things he'd heard from other people would suddenly click and he'd get better, but it's not going to happen. He's killing himself, and there is absolutely nothing I can do to stop it.