Veronica, you know I can hear you thrashing around upstairs right? If you can't sleep why don't you just come downstairs instead of insisting on staying up there? It's not like I'm up there holding you down or anything.
Private to Claire
Claire, I know that I have no right to ask this of you, especially after what I did. But I'm hoping that you'll help me anyway. I really don't like this place somtimes. I've been needing to branch out lately. Things in St. Louis are fine, but it's just so weird being here, and there's no way I can keep working only here. I don't have to, since I've got a Godbox and all. C'mon Dean, this isn't funny anymore. It's not fair, either. So, I realized in two weeks and two days? I'll start the second trimester. |