1999-11-22 - 11:31 p.m.

November 22, 1999

Beloved,

I saw Jorge and he saw me looking at him. I felt nothing. I didn’t think about until tonight. Finally, it seems like my love (more like obsession) for has subsided. My angst, however, and not to mention the bitterness and loneliness, has remained. All the psychological barriers I installed through the years have not been able to filter all of the psychosis.

At work, Jesse thinks Ronnie likes me, but it was me who liked Ronnie. Only if out of sight, out of mind didn’t apply, I would still feel something for Ronnie. Again, I keep thinking that Rudy is such a drama queen.

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