last night i went out and stumbled into my house at an unusual hour for a "school night." i did however muster the courage to tell the dachshund owner how i really feel and shawna made an appearance as a guest writer to recount the experience, because i'm not very good with details.
however, i took down the guest recount of the conversation. email me if you want to hear about it.
for the most part i think the conversation went well. i said what needed to be said...he jumped from incomplete thought to incomplete thought... and hopefully no feelings were hurt in the process.