|To those in the know
||[18 Mar 2007|01:49am]
Back from dinner with Svetlana. It was fine. She ignored me to talk to Anna anyway, which is just dandy with me. Anna brought her pictures and Svetlana put them up all over her house. She also made it quite clear that she wished Thomas had come, which leads me to believe she meant she wished Thomas was there instead of me. Ah well. I cautioned her to be careful because of all the recent events going on. I don't want anything to happen to her or the child. Then we got home and I had a panic attack and I think I rang everyone I know who wasn't currently having a party at my house.
Sorry. I worry.
And then Liz had to wrestle a bottle of scotch out of my hands. I think she reopened my wounds, the wily minx. She won. By a lot.
Still...I suppose I should count tonight as a win. It could have been far worse.