Dec 21, 2007 22:51
It was my day off, yet I found myself sitting in the second floor lounge in my street clothes. How did I get here? Well, let's see.. I barely slept last night. When I finally gave up on sleeping, I cleaned my entire house, and alphabetized my movies, CDs, and textbooks. My house was spotless, yet I was still upset. That never happens. Still, I knew what was bothering me, so I sent JD a page, and headed to the hospital.
Hey, I need to talk to you. Don't worry, I'm not going to punch you. Sorry for that, by the way. 2nd lounge, 11?
I played with the hem of my sleeves, glancing at the door every few minutes.
elliot,
todd,
jd