Better brings worse.

I've been sleeping better than I have in the last few months lately. Sure I have a nightmare here or there, but otherwise my sleep has been tremendous. I've also made a lot of new friends through video game club. They seem to want to see me more than my old friends.

My attempts to get my friends to speak to me haven't been too successful. I've been finding them at school during lunch, calling them, even going to their houses. They were virtually silent during lunch, they never answered the phone, and they were never home. I was only successful with one friend on the phone, Tyler. Here's a little transcript of the call:

(phones rings 5 times when Tyler finally answers)

Tyler: (silence)

Me: Hello?

Tyler: Hi.

Me: Hey! Is this Tyler?

Tyler: Yes.

Me: This is Garrett Silvano. What's up?

Tyler: Nothing.

(silence)

Me: Oh. Okay. Uh, how have things been?

Tyler: Fine. Different.

Me: Different how?

Tyler: Different.

Me: Oh, haha, alright. Uh, how are you feeling?

Tyler: Fine.

Me: Fine-good? Or fine-bad?

Tyler: Fine.

Me: I guess that means somewhere in the middle?

Tyler: Why did you call me?

Me: Well, I just figured that we could get the ball rolling with the rest of the gang again, you know? Hangin' out like we used to? Beach days? Video games? Riding around town in Mike's car?

Tyler: I have more important business.

Me: What do you mean?

Tyler: I have more. Important. Business.

Me: Are you okay?

Tyler: What are you typing on the computer?

Me: Oh, I, uh--

Tyler: Are you recording this call?

Me: What? No, I--

Tyler: Delete whatever you're typing.

Me: Wait, why? I'm just--

Tyler: Nevermind. I'm sorry for that.

Me: It's oka--

Tyler: I have to go.

Me: Oh, okay, see you la--

(Tyler hangs up in the middle of my sentence.)

Tyler was extremely monotoned until he questioned the typing. I don't know what was wrong with Tyler, but I'm going to have to confront him again.