So Few

Of all the people I would consider friends, there are a very select few whom I would dare be truthful to. This is mainly in the area of "going out", and making excuses for not doing so. As is the case on most days, I am a homebody. Generally, if I am invited and do not feel like going, I will make up some excuse. This is not because I don't like the person, or feel they would not understand (well I guess some of them would not), but it seems like an obligation to make a worthwhile excuse. I guess this is a true test of how you feel about a person, or how you think they feel about you. Two good examples are my friend Serena and my other half. They are about the only people to whom I can say, "I just don't feel like going out", and that will be the end of the story. It is a sad state of affairs when I cannot be that honest w/ most of my friends. I should/will make a concerted effort to be more truthful. If they don't like my blunt honesty, well, then better I know it now, rather than later when all of my time has been wasted. Let the world beware, I am a homebody, and that is probably the way things will stay. Catch me on a good day, and perhaps I will be out among the living; cavorting. Honesty from now on. You don't like it? Screw you. That is all.