People will let you down

I like this blog. Unashamedly. I also like my rowing machine.

To avoid this I have decided to give things names. Bear with me. A person can let you dow, you can form expectations of them, make assumptions, concoct a fantasy in your head that will ultimately be shattered by their own shortcomings. Hell, I'm a complete fucktard. I let people down everyday in dazzlingly inventive ways. Such is my talent they don't believe that I can disappoint them any further. So I give to you, Kate. Kate is my rowing machine. Kate is not invincible, but Kate came with a user's manual, repair guide, a full list of things not to be attmepted, and a two year parts warranty. What friend can claim all that? There is no guess work with Kate. There is even a handy little display on her that lets me know how to use her. I know the weight tolerances. Who else can say that? Beyond all this, there is a bond. I give to Kate what she needs and she gives to me an easy to calculate return on time and effort invested in her. People are random. People will let you down. Not Kate. Not ever. The only way that she can fail is if I neglect her. How could I neglect someone like that? Conan The line is blurring