Dear William,
You're starting to worry me - did I horribly misread this? Us? I know you said you liked that I put "sex" last but I didn't get the impression you were actually against it . . . you were flirting with me some, right? I'm terribly sorry if I made you uncomfortable. Like I said, I don't often drink all that much, and when I do it always makes me second-guess everything afterward.
It's been a relatively quiet weekend here, which I guess is pretty normal. The usual number of idiot injuries at the clinic (stories that start off "my brother-in-law dared me to . . ." or "I got this new thing for Christmas and I didn't read the directions") but nothing too serious. We're not an ER, much as people seem to treat us as one.
Anyway, it gave me a lot of time to think, and I can't help spending most of that time thinking about you.
Write back soon?
- John