Didn't sleep well last night. Probably in large part due to dinner at the in laws being higher in sulfites and worries over a friend.
Said friend was an utter dick on Saturday. An elitist dick. He kept trying to act like he was the only person worthy of running a dungeon because he'd done that one. (Well, that was why we were trying to go through them together, was to learn.) On top of that, right as our 5th signed off for the night, the dick decided he didn't want to play with the people he was sitting no more than 30 feet from and instead went incommunique to play with his guild, effectively saying "I'll use your bandwidth and computer, but given another option, I'll play with someone else that i think is better." That is a bullshit move. You come to hang out with people, you don't ditch them to play with someone else and stay in their damn home. Excuse yourself. Tell your guildie not tonight. It felt like a fucking backstab. I don't make friends easily or keep them well, so when one pretty much tells me he doesn't want to be my friend anymore via his actions, it fucking hurts. I plan on trying to talk to him about it, and get him to see why it hurt the rest of us. If he can't or won't see that ditching the people you came to play with for "better" friends is bullshit, he can take a long walk off a short pier.
Which leads me around to another point: I need to make more friends. I need to figure out how not to push away the ones I do get with subconscious acid tests. With as few friends I could make around here (most of the local populace is too stupid/ not geeky enough/ has way too much drama/ has way too much religion), I need to keep the ones I do get, which are few and far between.