My best friend is leaving! Another crisis!

My best friend is going off to grad school in England in less than a week! Goldfinger and I went shopping for going-away gifts on Wednesday evening after classes. I haven't seen him in awhile; he's turned into a real workaholic. I couldn't pick out anything, but he brought a really nice brown and cream scarf/shawl. I was pleasantly surprised, I thought it was an excellent choice. She always gets cold (she used to sleep with her air conditioning turned up to 27 degrees Celsius, ugh) and brown is one of her favorite colors. Underneath that quiet sarcasm is a mind attuned to the fine details, I suppose. Sigh. She's gonna be gone for a whole year. Who the heck am I gonna call up with the latest crisis? Well, I've been trying to minimize the amount of crises, at any rate. Living my life more based in reality and not my conception of how things ought to be - really more helpful than I thought it would be. I still sulk, but I like to think that I wasn't bad as I was before. I still get angry really easily, but nowadays I ask myself, "Are you sure you wanna go ballistic over this?" Doesn't mean I always succeed, but I think I've been a very good girl lately. Definitely toned down the melodrama. But with my best friend on a totally different continent, how the heck will I deal?

Final thought: Crisis is just another word for drama.