Late evening phone call with bad news. Old college roommate and good friend in the ICU. Apparently Dan has been finding post divorce solace in the form of several handles of Vodka a week for some time and tried to quit cold turkey on new years. His body did not react well. Dumb mother fucker is lucky a ventilator was available. Got a lot of conflicting emotions about this one. His ex-wife was a good friend in highschool, and the divorce was definitely his fault. Haven't talked to him in a while because I'm pretty sure I'd say some angry things, but I do still care deeply about both of them.
FTS, imma go skiing.