tingle, tingle
2003-11-05 - 5:48 p.m.

A respiratory therapist (Loraine) came out for the monthly check-up, and she bought some of my jewelry and kind of made fun of Richard (the other RT). We didn't really make fun of him, I just mentioned how much I prefer when she comes out and that my mom thinks I hate Richard. Which I don't hate the man I just don't appreciate his "helpful advice" where its not needed and lets just be honest, he needs to get a haircut. Let go of the mullet, man! Loraine agreed. It was fun.

And to you: I want to believe your words, but all of my defenses are arising when you start to look at me like that. Don't take this as me attacking you, because it honestly isn't... I harbor no ill will of you anymore, its just caution, and I think its not a bad thing that its there. Just know that everything I've said is true and that I'm trying my damnedest to believe that yours is too.