Dream Propulsion Engineer

I am sick to death of people who demand my time. Not the people who ask if I want to hang out, but the people who, after getting turned down twice, start assuming that I'm making excuses. You'd better believe that if I really don't want to hang out, I will let you know. But you also need to respect that, if I'm busy, I'm busy. And I am often busy. Not because I'm avoiding you, but because I regularly hang out with extended family (who out-rank almost anyone), occasionally go in to work on the weekends or work 14-hour days, and, every once in a while, want to not leave my house. THIS DOES NOT MAKE ME A BAD PERSON. This means that, ultimately, my life is not to be turned upside-down for any one person. If it frustrates you that we never connect, please either say so, and be willing to accept that you might not be top priority, or consider scheduling something with me more than a couple days in advance or on a less-busy day (i.e. "we both want to go to the museum. when is a good day?" instead of "what are you doing tomorrow? we should go to the museum."). It's not like you don't have other friends that you don't always get to see, and it's not like you not being "family" means that I don't care about you, and it's not like you're the only person that I go months without seeing.

Think about it-- if our paths don't cross that much anymore, what does that mean? Honestly, think about it. Is it entirely my fault that we don't see each other in social situations and have to organize something? Oh, wait, you're right, I'm ignoring you, of course it's my fault.

Fuck you.

the hedge is abiding by a thin, thin thread.