I have finally succumbed... I got a cell phone. (541) 778-2102 call so I can add your # yay!
I love my job. I need to develop a day program. Things to remember about tours: That drunk guy, Michael-the kid who wouldn't stop touching, my first school group-so immature and so much fun-we took a picture at the end & the hot class clown put his arm around me & I let him wear my ranger hat-it was hott-they were from the drive through tree town in cali.
Things are just about perfect with Travis. He almost broke up with me, but that was because of some misunderstandings that I set straight. I also let him know that he is not responsible for my feelings & making the best decision for me; I can take care of myself. We had kind of a tough weekend. I still feel a little bit uncomfortable with things, but its all good.
My sympathy goes out to Glenn this week. My annoyance goes out to Joel. The funny story of the week goes to Travis. He, um, got in a fight with a bag of feed; it won. It lept 15 ft and attacked his face; gave him a bloody swollen lip. Poor kid. I like him. He is cute.
I wish I could see into the future just a bit. I need to know whether it is smarter for me to try now, or to wait another few years. I'm scared to wait. But sometimes patience is so important. I could ruin things and completely end my chances that don't exist by trying anything right now. It could be so sad if I tried to kiss and were to be turned down. It would break my heart all over again.