Since you don't want me to contact you on Myspace, and since you seem to want to make our personal problems public anyway, I just wanted to tell you something.
I'm sorry. I blew up at you for something that was my own fault. That jeep crash that I caused at Pearl Harbor. It took me a long time to fully realize that that was my own damn fault, and that you had nothing to do with it. I got upset. The thing was that, to me, what I said sounded too funny to be taken seriously. That's why I said "I meant that as practice." I didn't think you would roll for it. To me, that just sounded too funny to be taken seriously. Probably a psychotic delusion of some sort. I wouldn't be surprised. Anyway, I just wanted to apologize for blowing up at you there. It just took me a long time to fully accept and comprehend that it was my own fault. I could most certainly see myself doing exactly what I said, getting cocky, and botching. I could definitely see myself doing that. MJ thought that it would be a great world for me. He was right. It was. I learned more about the game in that world than anywhere else.