This post is dedicated to my friend John

Today I texted John asking if we could speak, because talking to him generally cheers me up. He texted back saying he’d try to find time. He is in law school and a very busy man. I replied feeling guilty and apologizing for taking up his time. He texted back: Don’t apologize. Every time I talk to someone it’s “sorry this” and “forgive me that” and “I am not worthy.” It’s like those miserable songs. They’re so depressing.

I burst out laughing and felt slightly less miserable for a bit. This is EXACTLY why I need to talk to him.

(For the culturally illiterate, John was quoting a line from the movie Monty Python and the Holy Grail. The line was spoken by God.)

Feeling slightly better now…

It probably won’t last, but I’ll take what I’m given. I thank y’all for your supportive comments and stuff.

I have finally finished The Last Days of the Jerusalem of Lithuania and am now about in the middle of the Silvia Pettem / Boulder Jane Doe book. It’s quite good. I had no idea Harvey Glatman was considered a suspect in that poor girl’s murder.