Again, we have the issue of me not wanting-with good reason, mind you-to make the significant effort to go visit you on short notice. Again, I told you beforehand that it wasn't feasible. And again, we have you stopping by, trying to get me to come with you anyway, and then guilt-tripping me via Skype when it doesn't work. This time, it's even such a blatant guilt-trip that you can't possibly fob it off as anything but.
Did you somehow manage to forget that one of my in-laws just died, somehow not notice that major appliances were being replaced, and miss the fact that hay fever is kicking my ass? Or do you simply not give a damn...because it seems that by your logic, I'd obviously be at your beck and call-regardless of what might be going on at my end-if I were any kind of a good friend?
News flash, pal: other people have lives. You should have dropped it when we talked last night. I made it pretty damn clear that things weren't going well.
I really do consider you a good friend; or, at least, I'd like to believe that I can. But you really have been acting pretty damn selfish lately. Please don't make me start thinking that I've been giving you too much credit for common decency all this time.
ETA: If trying to bribe me doesn't work, what makes you think doing the equivalent of taking your toys and going home to sulk is going to be more effective? Get used to it: things are not always going to go your way. And pouting and being borderline hostile when they don't is kindergarten behavior.