...Dammit, I'm sorry....

...well.... poolfest Wednesday took a little longer than normally scheduled.. initially, it was just Steve.... and THIS time, I beat his ass... it was the first ever recorded match between Steve and I... at Straight White House, where I had a resounding victory... 7 to 2... in 8 ball... damn.... heh... I rocked... then, Gary and his son showed up... they were a good match.... but, the Macallan was beginning to show.. so, as they prepared to leave, Brad and Jason show up..... I managed to fend pretty well for myself against them... but, the damage was done.... I had missed the REAL treat of the night... speaking with a friend...

...see, I had arranged to speak with a friend tonight.... and, after my schedule was thrown off, I missed their call.... and e-mail... and, for that, I am truly sorry... hell, I was psyched all afternoon... I wanted to hear from them... I needed to speak with them.... but, circumstances being what they were... I could not be rude...... and, now... I sit here... content in the knowledge that I kicked ass tonight on the pooltable..... but, I feel a great sorrow and loss...

...so, as I sit here..... I begin to ask myself.....what is more important?.... taking care of friends... being with them?... if only for a few moments of email or conversation?..... or, playing pool?.... (don't answer that... I already KNOW the answer...and, I chose wrongly)....

....but, don't get me wrong.... I enjoyed tonight.....and still, I have my reservations..... still, a part of me... a BIG part that I don't indulge nearly enough.. is sad... because... I may have hurt a true friend.. while trying to enjoy a "night with the boys"....

...Dear Friend.... I'm sorry... please accept my sincere regrets..

by Eric on March 17, 2004 | Comments(4) | SWG Stories

Comments so far:

Well, it sounds like you have adequately flagellated yourself, so I'll not say a word!!

posted by: Indigo on March 17, 2004 11:05 PM

a true friend will understand :)

posted by: Uptown Girl on March 18, 2004 01:02 AM

If it were me that you blew off, I think the conversation would go something like this:

Harv: Asshole, you blew me off!

Eric: Yeah. Sorry. I blogged about it.

Harv: Yeah, I read that. Ya know, for a complete fuckhead, you're amazingly caring & sensitive. Anyway, here's what's going on in my life...

That's what I like about guys. No candy. No flowers. Just a few insults & everything's good again.

posted by: Harvey on March 18, 2004 02:06 PM

..thanks, Harv... but, on the upside, I kicked ass on the pool table..

posted by: Eric on March 18, 2004 02:25 PM