Y'know, within the last hour or so my answering machine has accumulated no less than three messages from people who want to hang out tonight. And this is what occurs to me...I mean, I really never claim to be the brightest guy ... but just maybe, if I actually enjoyed the company of more than two of my friends, I might not be so miserable.
I mean really, I've a ton of "friends" ... like, 30-40 of 'em. Can't stand the bastards. Absolutely annoying assholes, each and all of them.
And what's really weird: You'd think, from their being my "friends" that I must act as if I like them, right? But really, not so much. I'm guessing I just must be an absolutely too nice person -- because when I'm treating people as badly as I can, they just refuse to go away.
Goddamnit.
