It's fine. I just like to know how busy you are so I don't end up waiting around for an hour when I could be using said time to catch up on sleep or read a chapter of a book or something. It's nothing against you personally. I promise. I understand that you're not very enthusiastic about stuff anyway.
That's not to say I'm happy about it. But I'm not angry either. It's more that I'm accepting that you're more busy right now and will be more busy until you're less busy.
In short, I'm not upset. Just a tad impatient since I'm used to vastly faster responses. So that's more an issue on my end than anything else.
In any event... I'm glad that we started talking to each other. You've been a rather good influence. Hell, you've been a nice constant.. an anchor for when I needed to chat with someone. You're a good friend, Dave.
Well, what's got you so worried? The fact that you underestimated the workload? That moving out on your own was more difficult than you thought it would be? Those are acceptable... and I don't blame you for them. I just hope that I'm not a large problem.
Why so worried?
My only real major complaint is that you never really tell me what's got you so busy. Before... you'd tell me and I could basically accept things since you'd give a reason. I know it's immature at best, but it's one of my flaws and I probably like it less than you do.