An old friend of mine came to town.   Our friendship ended very badly years ago.  (She tends to lose herself in whatever the man she's with and treat her friends how he does, needless to say he didn't like me.)  She got in touch with me about a  year ago after she got divorced from him and apologized.  I just haven't been able to fully trust her again.  She illustrated a book which was just published and was so excited.  It's great that's she's finally getting somewhere with her arts, she's very talented.  We had coffee and lunch at a resteraunt for a couple of hours, then she came to my place after dinner for a couple more hours.  Not once in all that time did she ask me one thing about how/what I was doing etc.  It was all about her, her new boyfriend, their swinging lifestyle, her sister, her brothers, her new place, her pets, her job, her career etc etc.  *sigh* I'm such a scmuk.  How can you call yourself a friend of someone and not be the slightest bit interested in what's going on in their life?