Why is it that *I* always feel responsible for problems that I KNOW I didn't cause? Why am I thinking of things that *I* could have done differently when *I* didn't do anything WRONG? And then Slate is very adamant about me not talking to them ever again. But what about those kids? What happens the NEXT time there's no one around to watch them? *sigh* All I can say is fuck a duck.
Laters