Before I settle back into this blogging business, I feel like there is one last bit of business I must finally close up before I move on.  Y'see my friends I am a terrible person.  A vile and irreputable villian whose very existence causes mayhem and destruction, and because of that I have wrought a terrible wrong upon my fellow man, a specific fellow man whose name I will not print because the last time it did I thought he would have a breakdown(I apologize for this comment too). I owe this man an apology, because...well...I ruined his life. Now I like to think that I have the ability to cause rampant destruction at random on an unprecedented scale, but when actually see it happen...I must admit it's quite disconcerting.  You see this individual, until the introduction of myself into his whole situation, was living an alright enough life I suppose, looking towards his future career, and perhaps even the rest of his life with a most enchanting young woman.  And then it...out of nowhere it happened.  From the black dark marshes stepped I, unassuming of my impending villiany. Making acquantainces with the aforementioned young lady one cold night in December of 2006, how was I to know that I would be the final nail in the coffin of a relationship that I later learned was already terminal.  Of course, the "man" in question would have me be the Serpent in the tree in the gospel of his life, a malodrous fiend, sowing discord and disrupting the eternal bonds of love. Oh! For shame!  That I would avail to destroy that which every human being on the planet needs and wants for. It drove him quite mad I'm afraid. and though I've never spoken a word to him, he has continued for an inordinate amount of time, to try and convince me that I am a homosexual, which I suppose is part of some masterfully thought out plan to retrieve that which I have allegedly stolen(Although if in fact I were a homosexual, and he were to lose the love of his life to me, does that not speak more about him than me?)  And so it has been, for about 2 months, that every few days I come to my facebook, and find in my inbox a new and delightfully uninspired quip, referring to actions he can see that  I make through our mutually friends.  For the uninitiated, this may seem like hate and anger, but to me, I can see the truth...he might as well be sobbing in front of my face. So you can see how it shreds at my very core to reduce a man to a (pardon my language) sniveling whiny bitch who can't find a proper way to deal with his feelings. That was never my intention and it pains me even as I'm typing this to imagine him, sitting at his computer, combing facebook for my activities...look at what I am costing him in life experiences?  Could he not...working at his job, enjoying a wonderful day in the sun....watching Drinky Crow were it not for my very existence consuming his entire being? How can I so selfishly take up every moment of his waking...it isn't right!  And so I come before you today to issue a most sincere and earnest apology, for taking everything that makes a man...out of this man.  I am dreadfully sorry for stripping you of the last vestiges of your reasoning.  I am most distressed at the thought of the month and a half you've wasted filling up my facebook inbox, while I write this only because I'm bored and have nothing better to do.  I am truly sorry, and I hope one day, when you've picked all the pieces of your face off of the floor and taped together what you can find of your masculinity(splintered by my hand, however indirectly) we can stand before each other without you trying to take off your shirt and attack me(we are in fact adults Da-oh, sorry...almost slipped)

...Well I certainly feel a whole lot better, it just feels so nice mending fences and the like...now on to important stuff...like a cheeseburgers...