In a new effort to be more exposing of my feelings, and less worried abt who reads my blog…

Friends are a bitch. They can be good, they can be bad, the good ones can hurt you and the bad ones can make you want to jump off a building.

It sucks. My best friend lives in LA. I didn’t plan it that way but the stars made it that way. I wish he was here, but he’s not. I have lots of friends around here but none like him. I am sorry if that makes anyone mad but it’s true.

I know it’s not good to be bitter or nasty but I really wanted to do that thing this weekend and now I can’t, I am not really mad at him (he knows who he is but I doubt he ever has read my blog so..) but I am sad. I sometimes feel like I make myself to available to people who don’t do the same, though I think lots of people would say I am not available. But I am in my own way, there isn’t a person on earth who knows me who wouldn’t agree that any time any one needs help be it on a Mac or a PC, I’m there. Maybe I need to let people know what they are to me? Steve, you’re my wild side support guy, Vu you’re my life support guy, Mike you’re my Volvo support guy, Fig, you’re my Coding and smile in the face of adversity guy etc… I don’t know.

Sigh… enuff rambling.

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