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Feeling Nervous
OK, I'm writing down for future reference just how nervous I feel when Chris is very late. He took Justin to Blockbuster and to get my (fifth) hormone prescription, about 1.5 hours ago. And it's bedtime. And they should've been back a while ago.
Then again, this is Chris, who has no time sense whatsoever. Whatever he had, was wiped out by the accident.
But I get really nervous when he's this late. I just keep thinking of the day he was late coming home from class, and it turned out he had been in a motorcycle accident.
And I just finished reading about somebody in a motorcycle accident.
So. Nervous. Am I. And I know it's silly, but there you go.
Then again, this is Chris, who has no time sense whatsoever. Whatever he had, was wiped out by the accident.
But I get really nervous when he's this late. I just keep thinking of the day he was late coming home from class, and it turned out he had been in a motorcycle accident.
And I just finished reading about somebody in a motorcycle accident.
So. Nervous. Am I. And I know it's silly, but there you go.