It has been said that I am a bad friend (of course, the person who usually says that is CONSTANTLY violating the sanctity of friendship with his whorishness).
To this I say – fuck you.
Do I sit and listen to you cry your eyes out?
Do I reassure you and stand by your side, fiercely loyal to the end?
Do I give advice when asked and remain silently supportive when necessary?
I. Think. Not.
No, I have shit to do, OK? I am busy and packing and stressed and as such am completely self absorbed and bitchy.
And yet, and YET…
I make time, to do THIS.
Pfft. Bitch, please. You should be so lucky to have a friend like me.
(10pts to the person who gets the title)
Edited to add: apparently I wasn’t obvious enough. I did a guest post. Click the links. It’s funny. (sheesh!)