I always get the last word...

A while back, I had mentioned befriending a certain fellow in Scotland. And in keeping with his impetuous and insanely rash behaviour, he has decided to toss his online friends to the waste bin.

Which is fine. I certainly won't suffer overly much. But I am rather appalled at his well-meaning but tactless (and oh yes, so polite) dismissal of people who consider him a friend.

As he deletes posts on a daily basis, I thought I would share pieces of his kind words with you:

"I have *SO* enjoyed your friendship over the years... Each of you has, in your own way, contributed immeasurably to my happiness. For that you have my sincere thanks. I hope I offered you the same in return.

This blog will continue... Whether you continue to read or not is up to you. I don’t care. I shan’t be reading yours. I shall not respond to any attempts at contact.

In any ending, a clean break is the best. I don’t wish or expect to hear from any of you again. NO exceptions. You take my love and best wishes, I take yours, that’s a given. There is nothing else to say other than to wish you all good luck and good fortune, which I happily do.

Adieu."

Friend-dumped again... this time by a generic open letter in a blog. Yeesh.