Friendship Whore

[I'm not here with a subject in mind today. I just get sick of seeing the same entry up on my page after two days. If nothing else, I use my page to surf to the other folks I read, and I seeing those same words over to the right makes me itch. So here I am.]

[Speaking of surfing, I have a question: do all y'all check out ALL the people you have linked on your pages every day? Some of you have an awful lot of names up. I wonder if you have a system: you read the first half of the list on Monday, Wednesday and Friday, the second half on Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday, and Sunday you rest. I don't have a system; I check on all of you a couple of times a day, but then, I have a really boring job. Keep those updates coming!!!]

[My semi-estranged friend Gary called me up yesterday. We hadn't spoken in a couple of months, and he called me to invite me to go canoeing with a group up at the Russian River on Sunday. Since that's the day before the LSAT, I had a good reason to decline. My immediate emotional reaction was relief that he wanted me to go and disappointment that I couldn't. After a moment, I remembered why I am/was mad at him, and wondered at my fawning relief that a "friend" called me to do something. How much of a friendship whore am I? Or is it that Gary and I were good buddies, I've let that friendship slide over something petty, and that my reflex eagerness to hang out with him again is a good thing? After I said I couldn't go to the River, he suggested we do something next week. I dunno...]

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