friendship, and utter, utter lameness
Sending a person a so-called "virtual gift" in lieu of actual contact or friendly gestures is the height of lameness. If that trait were a horse, even PETA would shoot it. Goddamn. What the fuck kind of commitment-phobic, lazy bullshit mentality would drive someone to send their so-called "friends" crappy virtual pictures instead of something even resembling a "hi, how are ya" speech? No questions, no real human contact. Online contact is pathetic enough without reducing the interactions between real people until they have less depth than a goddamn roleplaying game. Hot damn, that's so sad. I'm not even talking tabletop rpg's here. I mean fucking Fable. No lost chapters. Just. Fable.
I notice I didn't get a gift. Truthfully, I didn't want one, but I at least would be less angry if I'd received a sad streak of mental piss from you, Craig. Did you really think your blatant exclusion wouldn't irritate A-ko? I imagine she'll be a tad politer than I'm being, but maybe not very much.
By the way. Some free advice from the "evil" one. You'd have less difficulty with your family if you weren't a sad, lazy, commitment shy man whore terrified of getting older and hiding behind his illness in order to avoid keeping even the vague and basic commitments of life like getting somewhere within an hour of the time you said you'd be there. You will never have what you want because you do not work for it. There. Now you can feel justified in continuing not to send me your meaningless online drivel.
I notice I didn't get a gift. Truthfully, I didn't want one, but I at least would be less angry if I'd received a sad streak of mental piss from you, Craig. Did you really think your blatant exclusion wouldn't irritate A-ko? I imagine she'll be a tad politer than I'm being, but maybe not very much.
By the way. Some free advice from the "evil" one. You'd have less difficulty with your family if you weren't a sad, lazy, commitment shy man whore terrified of getting older and hiding behind his illness in order to avoid keeping even the vague and basic commitments of life like getting somewhere within an hour of the time you said you'd be there. You will never have what you want because you do not work for it. There. Now you can feel justified in continuing not to send me your meaningless online drivel.