Self serve pie

Some local "film makers" are having a screening of their movie at our local city fair this week. I will not be attending, and there is nothing that can make me. For as long as iv known these guys iv always thought they were total douche bags, and that idea is continually renewed the more I hear of them or see them at parties. They are arrogant little pricks who get too much attention for the 'shit disguised as film' they call a movie... Douche bags. I hope no one who does go like the movie and even 'boo' it. Id go just to 'boo' but then I would be supporting the very thing im there to bash.
Iv been using MSN much less as of late. Iv gotten bored with it. Occasionally I'll go on the talk to a couple other bloggers and my friend Moment but that's pretty much it; I don't talk to anyone from around here anymore or they don't talk to me... Either way, there is no talking going on. I explained who I am to Lloyd the other night. "It's not that people hate me, people just... 'nothing' me." Its true, to a point. My name or the thought of me doesn't really stimulate anyone either positively or negatively (mentally or otherwise)... To the people I went to high school with im just 'there'. I don't think people intentionally forget to call me when there is a party in town, its more that they don't even bother to think of me. Oddly enough, im ok with that, it doesn't bother me. This way im never enveloped in their stupid childish drama that seem to follow all the people who I used to be friends with and still occasionally see, and this is a VERY good thing.