i avoid confrontation like the plague. i grew up in a household where there was, for a period of time, too much shouting and too many arguments. i hate raised voices and i'm uncomfortable with heated discussions but sometimes these things are necessary and god help you if i decide it's one of these times. i had some phone calls to make this morning and by the end of them i was almost shaking, with either anger or relief, i'm not entirely sure which, but i'm pretty sure i got my point across in a clear, concise, intelligent and extremely livid way. we shall see.
2:15 p.m. - June 10, 2010
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