Just something I need to get out.

Piss off, David. Really. Piss off.


WTF? Seriously, WTF?


He got about 7 flavors of holy rolling hell, and I got a migraine that made me want to rip my own eyes out to relieve the pressure. I didn't/don't want to get any more involved in this because I was/am not going to side with either of my friends and that if I support/ed one I edged into the land of picking sides. I don't want to do that. I love both of them, but I feel like neither of them are communicating well, and that they need to work on this.
You'd think he could at least respect my reason even if he didn't like my answer. But no.
So I say: piss off.

(And I mean that in the best of all possible ways. This is like a snag on panyhose for me: annoing but not something I will dwell on, provided we can let this rest with the above reasons for my disinvolvment.)

I don't like being IMed just to be yelled at about what I am and am not doing right. If you want to talk, talk, for God's sake. Don't yell at me, try to guilt-trip me, try to draw me out into conversations I obviously don't want to have.
Better yet, CALL ME, because on the phone I at least have the advantage of tone and other vocal cues, which is ever so helpful. It's not like I'm hard to get a hold of.

Thank you for your understanding and cooperation.
I'm resuming my Taoism homework now.