Nothing much
I went to see Julia and Julie this evening and while I enjoyed it I would put it in the "rent it" category. My friend paid for the tickets, which wasn't necessary, but she beat me to the window. We also met three of my sorority sisters there which was nice, until the end, when they left together (they came together in the same car), without saying goodbye. That was just plain rude, and I feel hurt by it. It's at moments like these that I realize that for as tough as I like to think I am, I really am quite sensitive. I want to say "Fuck em all..." but the pain of their slight is still there. And then I wonder - how much, if anything, does my having MS have to do with it. Thatis the only reason I could not walk out the door with them. I had to get up carefully, in the dark, on a slippery floor (someone spilled their popcorn), to get my walker and walk UP the ramp. By the time I got out the theater door, they were at the end of the hall and making their way ...