seeing as jerod is the only one who cares, and i'll talk to him tonight, why should i post? yes, i know i sound whiny.
deal with it. i'll do what i want. it's my site (yes, jerod's too), but the point is, in james' own words,
you don't have to read it.
similarly, my so-called friends don't have to pretend to be what they're not if they don't want to. don't keep up pretenses for my sake; i already know how you feel.
perhaps i am just going through another bout of depression, and i hope two things: one, that it
is indeed just that, and two, it will pass soon. every once in a while i go through this kind of thing, and i hate feeling like everyone hates me. i suspect too that mike and jerod wouldn't have wanted me to come to webb's with them, even though mike directly told me otherwise and that i am (arrogance aside) most likely one of the more intellectual friends jerod has (despite my constant reliance on faith rather than fact or "cold hard truth"). note, however, that no one else calls, writes, or responds in any way. understanding or concern? do you even
care about the comic? am i the only one?
well, screw the comic. gah. i'm gonna kick jason off soon. heck, no one posts but me. and the store? jerod's the only one who cares. disagree?
prove me wrong.
on a side note, jerod, i apologize for the concern. since you will have talked to me before you read this, this apology will be redundant, but still. i thought i had more work than was actually there.
i do feel better now that i've vented a bit.. some pent-up anxiety about java, i guess. that, and i spent from 10:30 this morning until about 1:50pm writing and completing an asp.net project that's due on thursday.
and no, i have not yet had a chance. i left it at home.