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Alright damn it… I usually don’t do a column like this very often but it’s about damn time I wrote something that looks like it came from a City employee. For all you other columnists out there; keep em short damn it, some of your bitchin is WAY too long. Other people, what the hell? Can’t we all just get along? (remind you this is coming from a city employee whose department was labaled racist… go figure) Anyways… do what all of us good ol city boys do… GRAB A FUCKIN BEER AND FORGET ABOUT IT!!

Okay… So here we go once again… I’m back with a brand spankin’ new column for all you kidlins out there…

Well now let’s take a look at the current events of the world of angrymosquito today. New server? Kickass… I’m all for it. Ten bucks is worth to me to keep my shitty-ass column around and even get a cool e-mail and all that fun shit. Anywho… let’s get down to biz-nass, shall we?

Alrighty then… well, I’ve gotta admit… that was real cute dildo. Just read your spankin’ new column about a subject that I’ve been over for quite some time. So I haven’t gotten around to writin’ a new column yet. Sue me. Anyway… Let’s ask the question that everyone’s dyin’ to know. Do I actually give a shit about your opinion in my love life? The answer is no. Thank you and good day. You can say all the shit you want to about my choices and my life. Bottom line is… it’s MY life, and they’re MY choices. I’ll live with them, and, if necessary, I’ll die with them too. Was I tryin’ to be an asshole when I said what I said in my last column? Hell no. I was just stating my opinion. Everyone’s got a right to do that. Even you… I may not like it, but it doesn’t matter what I like or don’t like because we’ve got a wonderful little document called the constitution that grants us freedom of speech and what not.

Now I don’t know what exactly I did to go and get on your bad side about this, and, quite frankly, it confuses the shit out of me. I have no problems with you, or anyone else for that matter, at all, and I haven’t for quite some time now. So I got myself into a rough situation. Whoopty fucking shit. Like it’s never happened to any of the rest of us before. Sure, maybe not quite like this, but hey… shit happens.

So I’m not around a whole lot anymore. Should I be sorry about that? I don’t think so. See, there are times when a man needs to sit down and take a good long look at what’s goin’ on in his life and where he wants to be and all that jazz. I’ve done that. Do I want to be with my friends? Hell yes. That’s easy to answer. By the same token though… I’ve got a very special woman in my life right now, and God forbid I should want to spend all the time with her that I can. Especially if I could possibly be moving to Mount Pleasant in a couple months to take over the store down there. Do I wish I had more time to spend with you guys? Of course I do, but once again… choices are made… and I have to live with that.

There I go gettin’ off track again. Anyway… back to the original moral of the story… Does this REALLY bug you SO much that you feel that you have to make your opinion on it known? Especially after almost a month and a half? If so, then good for you. I’m glad you brought it to my attention, but if you think that I’m still carryin’ a grudge about that shit then you’ve got a few things to learn about me bro. If it’s just because I took my sweet time updatin’ my column then I’m sorry about that. I know people hate readin’ the same shit over and over again. So that’s my bad. However, I can not and WILL not apologize for what I said at the time. Those were my feelings AT THAT TIME, and I have no problem ownin’ up to that. So I was lookin’ for a little support at the time. Big deal. We all need a little support now and then. I know I’m not the best at givin’ support either, and for the times I wasn’t there for people I apologize about that. My ears are always open to whatever anyone wants to tell me, and it’ll only stay as far as me.

Was I whining before? Hell no. Am I whining now? Here’s an emphatic hell no for ya there. In my last column I said flat out that if you have a problem with me then bring it to me. I’ve got nothin’ but time to listen. Apparently you needed the world to know about this though, and for that, I feel bad for you. Because you couldn’t just come straight to me and tell me what was up. Did I make the same mistake in my last column, stating something there as opposed to going straight to the source? I’m gonna go ahead and say that I probably did. For that, and that alone, I apologize.

Hell man, I’ve got a whole laundry list of fuckin’ problems right now. Am I gonna even bother talkin’ to anyone about em though? No damned way, and ESPECIALLY not after readin’ what you just had to say about me. Maybe it’s better that I just go back to my old ways where I just keep everything to myself and end up a depressed wreck all the time again. Works for me. I’ve done it before, and I’ve got absolutely no problems doin’ it again. Apparently there’s at least one person(maybe more) in the circle of friends here that could give two shits about what I’m goin’ through. So I’m so sorry for troubling you guys with my apparently meaningless problems in my life. Silly me… I thought that’s what friends were for. Go figure… I know there are a few of ya out there that actually do care though, and for that I’m eternally grateful. It’s nice to have at least a little support.

On the other hand… for those of you that don’t care… I’m sorry for bringing you into this at all. All you had to do was say that you don’t give a shit and that’s that. End of story and yadda yadda yadda. Like I said before, I know there were times that I wasn’t there when I should’ve been, and I’ll ALWAYS feel guilty for that. Then again, that’s the kind of person that I am. Whether I chose not to be there or otherwise… I should’ve been, and that’s MY mistake. I’ll live with the consequences for it. However, when I come to someone lookin’ for support… hell, even you gave me support at the time dildo, and I appreciate that greatly. So I don’t understand why the big 180 took place all of the sudden, but I gave up tryin’ to figure you out a long time ago. I just decided I’d be your friend and let the chips fall where they may. I was beginnin’ to think that maybe you had done the same. Apparently I was wrong. I’m not surprised though… I’ve been wrong about things many times before. So I can’t say that this phases me one bit, or that it strikes me as out of the ordinary.

Anyway, I’ve said what I have to say. If I’m wrong it’s not the first time, and it won’t be the last. Then again… what if I’m right? What if we’re right back to where you and I started havin’ problems in the first place? Personal business has always been just that with me… personal. In other words, if it’s not my place… I stay out of it. Maybe you should think about doin’ the same. I didn’t bring you into this. In fact, I remember you and I were sittin’ at a bar one night and you asked me what was up. So I told you everything that was goin’ on at the time. You were really cool about it too, and I thought that was awesome. I seriously did. However, now that you’ve gone and turned the whole thing into a negative… I can say this… just like I said before… If you have a problem with me, then tell me. I don’t think that’s too much to ask. Do you? Because I’m damned sure not in the right frame of mind to be puttin’ up with this shit all over again. I’m sure you don’t care, and I could care less whether you do or not. I’m just saying… no… I’m asking you… whatever problems you’ve got with me… just bring them to me. Because this is the very last time that I’m EVER going to deal with a problem like this on here again.

Okay… now I’m done.