I lied, I'm raging now

I was about to go to bed, was literally closing everything down when this showed up on my MSN.

renomidgar@hotmail.com says:
My dad died. Rena's not been showing up on any of my friends lists for a long time. Oh, and I didnt scare off Kree. Thanks for the loving support

I think it over for a moment then reply calmly with the following:

Lyall says:
Go fuck yourself with your passive aggression. Don't tell me what I do or don't know, you 1) weren't around before and 2) flaked off without a word to anyone else, so save it, you don't have any idea what you're talking about.

Unsurprisingly, it bounced. Twice. Surprise, the immature teenager shot off a comment and blocked me. Very classy.

Was he expecting me to suddenly realize "MY GOSH I've been such a bastard?" He still somehow thinks he's done nothing wrong. Let me count the ways:

1) Crossed whatever personal lines he saw fit to cross because he felt he knew better, i.e. "I'll hit on whoever I want and Lyall will just have to deal"

2) Despite having talked to Kree a little outside of XI, yes, I'm sure that all of this bullshit didn't help him decide to opt out. Abyssea and kolean glindan aside, Kree doesn't handle situations like this well. GEE HOW OUT OF LINE AM I FOR KNOWING HIM WELL

3) Friends are not disposable things you can leave and come back to when you feel like it. I'm guilty of this one, too, but I acknowledge that. I don't expect everyone in Philadelphia to pretend like I never left: I up and vanished on people without so much as a word, and they have every right to be pissed off. Of course, Kincade is such a great guy no one would ever begrudge him being treated fairly or like a person instead of a collection.

4) Boohoo. Your dad died. I felt sympathy for all of two sentences before he decided to unload that wonderfully PA statement. You are not a snowflake. I do not care, especially not when you're trying to weaponize a statement as if that has anything to do with literally anything else.

5) Fuck you.

I'm pissed. I was ready for bed and everything, like, two minutes from shutting down and sleeping. Now I'm pins and needles and wishing he would show his cowardly face back up so I could at least give him a try and the verbal destruction he's certainly fucking cemented from me at this point. I just got drive-by snarked at by a cretin. Nuclear option is the only option. I'm half tempted to log onto a dummy MSN and fire all barrels.



I hunger.