3.01.2010

Confession #6

Every time I hear an ambulance driving up Ralston, I run to my window to watch it and pray that Jeff's okay, now that he's had all these asthma problems. I guess its silly, but I worry about him.

(oh, and i also send up a quick one for the poor person who the ambulance is really for.)


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