#101 In which our hero says he's sorry.
Hey Internet! What’s up? How you been? Huh? Me? Oh, you know, I’ve been busy with this new job and -- What? No, no… it’s not like that. Not at all.
Of course we’re still friends.
Sure, yeah, I should have written, but, y’know… things get busy and… hey, hey. I’m sorry, okay? I know, I know… but the thing is I’m writing all day, and I mean all day, not like other jobs I’ve had where I’m surfing the Internet half the time --
Well, sure, I could write after work, but I have to get dinner ready, and then it’s putting the little girl to bed and, and…
Hey, you know what? I don’t need to make excuses to you. You’re not the boss of me! I’ll write when I damn well want to write, not when you think I should write something! I’m not your damn blog monkey, y’know? I’m my own man, baby! You HEAR what I’m saying --
Oh, hey… look, don’t… don’t cry. I’m sorry. Look, sometimes I just get crazy and I don’t really mean the things I say…
You’re right, you’re right. I don’t deserve you… you’ve been so good to me, and I’m such a jerk! Such a jerk!
I’m sorry, okay?
So, we’re okay? Yeah? Okay?
All right, yeah… I’ll try to write more often.
You sure we’re okay?
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