So, I talked to H. I told him that he was right about me feeling awful about the missing tickets. I told him that he was so sure that I had misplaced them and I just couldn't remember anything about it. He said, "I know." Of course, I even thought up a way where it might still have been my fault that the tickets got lost in his possession. Naturally he liked that idea, although I don't think he understood that this is another example of how I take responsibility for everything and it's in direct conflict with his assertion that I never take responbility for anything. I should learn to keep my mouth shut. TTFN!


"A man's character is his fate." -- Heraclitus