Is it bad that...

I have this great friend, Jenn. We've known each other since kindergarden. She's fun to be with although a little out of touch with reality sometimes but I love her for it. She moved about 35 minutes away for school about two years ago and just recently it's been difficult to get together with her like we did before. Now, when we do get together I hear about her new, pretty, awesome friends she has.
Am I jealous? Yes, kind of. It's not like I'm looking for one on one time with her. I don't care how us getting together takes place so long as it does. Instead of her making plans when it's logical and rational.. like.. at least the day before, she calls two hours before and then complains later about me never going out with her. Like it's my fault that I make plans in advance.. I call her and tell her my days off a week or two weeks ahead. I say things like "do you want to--- on Saturday night?" and then I get this answer about 'blah blah I don't know what I'm doing.' It's like she sits around and waits for the best offer and apparently since I'm not the new cool friends, mine never is.
What I'm getting at is...
Friday night.. was awesome. I had my first long island iced tea (that in itself should tell you it was a good night) with some old pals from a past job. We all went swimming until about 3am while boozing it up. Although there were a few awkward moments.. because .. Crystal, a girl I used to work with that is super sweet and I love dearly, is dating a guy, Riley, that used to be a ..um.. -close- friend and he was there. And yes, for those of you whose minds are wondering right now.. it was that kind of close personal friend. He made it known, on various different occasions, that he wanted more of a relationship and I just never really gave a definite answer. Whatever. It's my fault and I know that.. I also know why Crystal always walks around with a smile on her face now. haha Anyway, the point is, I had a spectacular time. The drinking, the swimming, the being with old friends, all of it.
The next day I check my myspace and there's a bulletin from Jenn about how she is so bored and how everyone fell through on a Friday night and that it sucks and so on. I suddenly had this urge to send her a message about my great night. Is it bad that I actually smiled, through my incredible hangover (Thank you Long Island Iced Tea..)? Maybe she doesn't deserve it because she never actually makes plans where she ends up bailing on me.. but then again, she never makes plans with me. It did feel good to see her not sitting it out for a change. After being gone I lost contact with a lot of my friends. Jenn was one of the few that I didn't and I don't want to now when she's only 35minutes down the road but has better friends. I'm not really willing to give up I guess. Am I being persistent or stupid?
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