Wow.

And I don't mean World of Warcraft.
You know, this blog post is probably gonna get me in a lot of trouble, and I certainly don't want to go losing my best friend over this, but Kari, you owe me an apology. I'm sorry if I called you at a bad time, and I'm sure you must be thinking why couldn't I call someone else and why do I bother you all the time, but you're my best...pretty much only friend and I hoped I could count on you to just relay a message. I emailed Mrs White as well, but just in case, I wanted to let you know. Your aunt told me you had been up all night doing homework (I know the feeling...and by homework, I mean WoW, but I understand the crankiness) and from the sounds of things, all Hell had broken lose at your end, but I didn't expect to have my head snapped off. Even when I tried to cheer you up with a Hoops and Yoyo quote it didn't help. It just made me feel like you didn't care. I don't think I take it out on you when I'm having a bad day. You could've just said "Look, Kat, it's a bad time, can I call you back/you call me back?"
Anyway, by now you're probably more pissed off at me (even though I didn't technically do anything, except call at the wrong time) and thinking I should have emailed this to you rather than post it on my blog, but it's my blog and I'll post whatever I like, and no one but you reads it anyway. So I would appreciate a little "I'm sorry" and that will be the end of it. Or I'll send an army of Orcs and Blood Elves around there to kill you.

I'm not joking.