Time to beat a very, very dead horse:
The more days that go by without hearing from “G” the more it confirms (to me anyway) that I am really not the good friend that he says I am. Now, if I had not heard a peep from him the couple of weeks he has been gone so far, I might not feel this way. But, we did e-mail each other a few times when he first left … and now nothing. So, now that he is having a great time with his other friends, we here in the mountains seem to be forgotten (especially those that he relies upon for entertainment on a Friday night). Yeah, I know that I am probably making more of this than I should and that it doesn’t really mean anything at all. I guess the true test will be if I hear from him on my birthday next Monday … especially since he made a point of asking when it was before he left.