On Being a Bad Friend

I need to take a moment to take stock of the friends I've hurt or alienated in the past few months:

• Pavel: He calls all the time, and I never call him back.
• Colin: I call to talk about computer stuff 'cause I need his help, but we never see each other outside of that.
• Chris Rhodes: Forgot to call him on his birthday... again
• Emily Jane: I book a trip to South Korea and don't bother to tell her.
• Melanie: I put a countdown on my blog marking the days 'till I move to Vancouver, not bothering to consider her feelings.
• Annie: Forgot to talk to her about how I can't make it to her wedding, instead she has to find out about it here.

There are most likely others, but as we've already seen, I'm not very good at remembering much of anything, especially these days.

I won't try to justify any of this -- I can't and I shouldn't try. I'm trying to do too many things, to be too many things to too many people and I'm failing miserably. I'm so sorry that you all are bearing the brunt of it. I will endeavour to do better, and I will make it up to all of you.