It's a long way from the top

I remember a time when people would hurt me and I never had to blink because I knew I had the best friends imaginable. Crazy, coked out girls would try to weasel their way back into my life, but I had a constant. And now the one doing the saving is the one doing the hurting. Pardon me if I feel.

I wish I had a best friend whom I could call at any hour, who would go shopping with me and make dinner with me.
I mean, I guess I do. I have Adam...and he's excellent at those things...when he's not touring. Maybe that's what it's all about. Finding that best friend to spend your life with.

It would still be nice to have a girl around more though.
Damn flaky girls.

Blah. I'm one of them. I am bailing on my friend's wedding in Kentucky for financial reasons. I hope she understands.

My whole life, people seemed to fade in and out, and friends chose to not include me. Three years ago, most likely as a result of my youth leadership days, I suddenly became part of this "popular" crowd and I was one of the ringleaders, making the plans and trying to include others. Now, I'm beginning to realize that I wasn't missing out on anything in high school. It's a long way to fall from the top when there's no one there to catch you.

Hmph. I guess I'm feeling kind of down today.