oxfordtweed

Gotta take a minute to rant, here.

I've been going out more, lately; doing new things, spending time with actual people. Today, I even rode a Harley (which was neither as painful nor as loud as I'd expected it to be). Today, I hung out with a small group of people and made art. When I got home, I had to do some quick networking crap between the computers, because as it turns out, it's nigh on fucking impossible to set up a LAN between Vista and 7.

During this time, Ryan started to get really uppity with me, and went on about how it's "not fair" that I keep going out. My response to him was to go out with his friends more often. It seemed like the natural thing to say, right? I'm going out with my friends, so he can go out with his.

Only, apparently he doesn't WANT any friends. He just wants to go out.

What?

No, seriously, what? I can understand needing personal space and everything, but that's a one-way ticket to Hermit Junction, really. WTF?

Argh