The soap opera with David continues. He didn’t call last night or today. It’s now 10:30– I just got home from a meeting at St. Luke’s— and I called him. He’s not in. During the past 2 months I have talked to David nightly. I know his daily routine. His schedule. I know that he’s out. And, knowing that he doesn’t hang out in bars– I strongly suspect he’s seeing someone. That really angers me– annoys me. He’s playing his little girl role to someone else’s boy. I don’t even like David. he’s not the kind of hard-core, blood and guts personality that I’ve always been seduced by. He’s a naive little sissy.