"What was Mary doin' puttin' her face near a tire?!"
- "Oh no, this tire hunted Mary down; this tire MURDERED Mary!"

Why do I care so fuckin’ much? I don’t understand it. Why can’t I just let things go, like water off a duck’s back? No, I have to get upset and still pursue the friendships with people who make me feel like shit; like I’m worthless. :-[ I’m tired of people using me just to fill their “friend quota.” I’m tired of being deceived and used to fill someone else’s needs. I have needs too. I like to be wanted too; receive those random phone calls and IM’s just to say hi. And I’m tired of having people tell me that they have no time to go out, yet their away messages say they are out with friends. Just tell me to fuck off for Christ’s sake, don’t lie to me. I mean come on, if a customer can tell me to “fuck off, bitch” for not being able to take his payment, you can too.

Talked to Jason the other day… found out that he may be going over to Iraq for 3 months in January to help train the Iraqi Police… :( I just pray nothing happens to him.

On a lighter note…
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