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**I’ve writ­ten this post once already and it got “lost” into the abyss.…Sing with me now: “Sec­ond post, same as the first…”**

I’ve writ­ten posts before about Oldman’s strug­gles with mak­ing friends, etc.  Over the past month or so, I’ve been spend­ing more time at school observ­ing him. My conclusion?

I just want to stran­gle him.

He doesn’t have a prob­lem gain­ing friends. He has a prob­lem with get­ting his head out of the clouds so that he NOTICES his friends. He’s got guys all the time giv­ing him knuck­les and try­ing to get his atten­tion, but he’s star­ing off into space so they shrug and walk on.

nd don’t get me started on the girls. I, biasly think Old­man is such a cutie-patooty, but appar­ently I’m not the only one.  I’ve seen gag­gles of girls (yes, gag­gles) try­ing to say hi or get his atten­tion and he doesn’t even notice it.  One day we were walk­ing home and about 8–10 girls called out to him from a pass­ing bus and he was totally obliv­i­ous to  it.  I said, “Old man! Dude, those girls are totally call­ing out to you. Don’t be rude.” He just looked around at the bus and shrugged his shoul­ders and kept walking.

Excuse me?! “Oldman,that is so rude.”

“Mom, I don’t even know who they are.”

That’s it? Over?!

Creep…I was los­ing sleep over him and his social “issues”!  No more. He’s just a boy who prob­a­bly spends all his men­tal capa­bil­i­ties try­ing to fig­ure out how to defeat Count Dooku if he should ever encounter him in space.