It’s 9:49pm Monday, November 3rd 2008
I’m so anxious and excited, but with an undercurrent of apprehensive dread. It’s like it’s Christmas eve, only I don’t know whether Mom and Dad are going to give out awesome presents, or burn the house down and skin the dog alive.
I haven’t heard a thing from my family about that letter I wrote to my Dad on Sunday.
as Steve Buscemi would say: “total Silence”