I would like to help you out, really. It's not like I can't or really don't want to sell stuff to you, though I honestly wasn't intending to.

More than anything, I'm pretty convince of this: We aren't actually that close of friends. We're more like a perpetual, tighly-knit buisness relationship based on my constant possesion of things that you want, and you're just a really, really savvy buisnessman.

There's really no resentment in this, because it's not like other people don't do this, or that I never have. It's simply the reality. I am who I am, and the people I've chosen to associate with were, well, my choice.

So, anyway, if you think I'm holding out on you, you're right, but it's nothing personal (though to be honest, I'm not giving you shit on credit). I'm just curious to see if you ever bother to get in touch when I don't have something you need. Once that is established, I'll be happy to deal with you either way.