Dear Zigi, I’m listening to you punch up the garage. You were so mean tonight. I tried apologizing to you about earlier today and how I was being a whiner about not being considered on the group activities. You proceeded to just hate me and basically tell me that because I have been behaving in a way that you didn’t like you can talk really mean because you jut told yourself I was being mean. I’m so saddened by the fact that you can just have a few drinks and then let loose on me.