Electronic Conversation

I sent one of the most difficult e-mails of my life last night (it was a reply). I fucking hate e-mail. Even though I was sent an e-mail to begin with, I still should've called because e-mail is so impersonal and a real pussy's way out of saying something that might be otherwise be very difficult. Even at work, my phone hardly rings and my e-mail inbox is always full. Seriously, if you want my opinion or need to tell me something - CALL ME, there's a good chance I am just sitting at my desk... probably looking at porn. God gave us a voice to evoke emotion, pain, joy, sorrow, passion.... an e-mail cannot convey the sincerity (or lack thereof) and it drives me crazy, not crazy like the bum living in my basement, but crazy nonetheless.


PS: To the person who make be thinking this is about you: it's not - well it is, but not directly. I appreciated your e-mail.

PPS: Did anyone actually watch the longest WS game ever last night (not me)??