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Fine. So we haven't seen each other in a couple of weeks and we finally happen to be on AIM at the same time. Yay! I IM you and what do I get? Brushed off in favour of fantasy football, that's what.

I'm not looking to be all wangsty and dramatic and I totally get that stuff needs to get done when it needs to get done, but dude. That definitely stung a little.

(It's not why I disappeared shortly after, though. My sister used puppy eyes on me and I was hypnotized away from the computer.)

(Also, I wish I had your e-mail address so I could just e-mail you instead of airing it on my journal. Ah, well. If I don't say it now I'll just repress.)

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[(Anonymous)]

I am a bastard. We were almost done with the draft when you came on and I was taking for granted that you'd be on when we finished, but you'd vanished. I don't blame you, though. It was quite rude of me. I could make excuses about how I was wrapped up in the frenzy of FF draft fever, but it'd be bullshit. Friends should come first, I know that.

I cannot stress enough how shitty I feel, but if you feel the need to chew my sorry ass further you can hit me up at hoedizzle4shizzle@charter.net

~Hoedogg