Holy fuck

I get the feeling I am way too nice sometimes. I get the feeling I am way too complacent. I get the feeling I've been getting FUCKED OVER WAY TOO FUCKING MUCH LATELY.

I just spent the past 2 hours nodding and saying "oh really? That's cool." to an explanation of how a game, specifically, Diablo II, works. Sad thing is, I already know how it works, I know how to play the game, I'm just too kind to tell an old man that I'm honestly not that interested in it. But, I sat there, and I took it, because his words of "it's lonely, y'know, even when I'm surrounded by my family, when I'm surrounded by people I love, and that love me, I still feel alone." They still burn in my mind. It's like "holy shit, this man is me." So I'm going to give him the courtesy and the company he wants, because I owe him at least that much, if not so much more.
He's also decided to teach me martial arts. Which is awesome, but shitty at the same time, but it means an early retirement from drugs. I don't know, I know I've been dying to learn since I found out what they were, and unlike in a class, I'll be getting personal training from a man who's killed people in more ways then I can count (and I can count for a long fucking time). So yeah, I'm super excited about that, but it's going to be difficult. I wonder if weekend's is okay?