by Chic
She said she loved me. Wow, she said she loves me. Woo Hoo Kim Legaspi loves me. Woo Hoo, oh my, where did that come from? Oh right, no wonder I'm shaking my head, Kim and those Simpsons. Of course she would have to walk in when I'm laughing my ass off a particularly funny bit. 'So The Simpsons is nothing more than childish humor that no sane, self respectful adult would watch?' The look on her face, hell she got me, she got me good that time. That time, I've lost count of the times she'd got me. Thankfully she doesn't gloat, MUCH. I wonder if she'll remember about my laughing the other day. I bet she does. She forgets the most import things, like meetings and charts get left well almost anywhere if they're not in her folder but stupid silly things, she remembers every detail. What do I tell her? Do I say 'I thought the sound of the word lesbian and that Dr.. Kim Legaspi is my girlfriend' was really funny. She'll ask me why I thought that. What would I say? I really wouldn't know what to say.
Still a while until I leave for the restaurant. I think I'll change again. No, I've changed twice, well three times, actually seven if we're going on individual items and not complete outfits. She has an amazing smile, *sighs a contented sigh* and she's my girlfriend. There isn't anything about that woman I don't love. Well, maybe I could find something if, I really looked but not tonight. Things might find me tonight. I need to just keep telling myself that I love her. Love isn't enough but it has to be a good start.
Should I change? No. I've been over this. I'm fine. Just relax.
I'm changing. What made me think this top went with these pants? And the shoes? Must change. Pink? No. Purple? No. Wait maybe, yeah the purple and if I change into my black pants that'll work. Or will it? Ok, Weaver, get a grip. Pull yourself together. Kim loves you in purple and purple goes with black and.....damn the time, the restaurant. I need to go.
Keys, keys, where are the damn keys? Where I always leave them that's where. Oh Kerry, Kerry, Kerry, Kerry. Find the Chief, find the Chief. No don't find the Chief. That would go down well. Have a meal with the Chief of the ER Dr. Kerry Weaver. Kim would just love that. Yeah, about as much as I would love to have a meal with the most beautiful woman in the world, Kim Legaspi, while in Chief mode. Just get in the car and stop the silly thoughts. Can you imagine what I'd be like having a meal as the Chief? Kim, elbows off the table. Kim sit up straight. Kim put your napkin on your lap. Kim not that fork. Kim should you really be having that. Kim.....I'd say this is where she'd throw something at me or pour something over me or maybe even smack me in the mouth. No I don't think she'd ever do that, no, never. The throwing, possibly, the pouring the most likely. Hmmm, god I love that woman.
Oh, traffic lights. The brake, hit the brake. Ok, quick look around, no police cars. *big sigh of relief* *BEEP* What? *BEEEEEP BEEEEEEEEEP* Oh it's green. If I was pulled over would I say 'Sorry officer but I was thinking about my hot girlfriend' No probably not. Why do I care what some stranger thinks. People make assumptions, always have. The crutch. 'Did you sprain your ankle?' 'Were you attacked or something?' 'Car accident?' Oooo my favorite assumption of all 'You tripped me on purpose.' Always makes me laugh. 'Born like that were you, not quite right?' and that one always makes me.....*BEEEEEP* Oh shi.....
Damn it, damn it, damn it. Ok hitting the steering wheel doesn't help. *BEEEEEEEEEP BEEP BEEEEEEEEEP* Move the car over to the side of the road. Don't cry. Not now. Your behind schedule already. Kim'll be there already. Bastards. 'Not quite right?' Damn, son-of-a.....No, I'm not going to do this. No. Wipe the tears. Go to Kim. She'll be waiting.
Finally I'm here. Find a space, ah, there, oh no you don't, I saw that space first. Ha, take on Kerry Weaver will you, ha no chance in hell, you've got no chance in hell. Is that what that wrestling kid said earlier? Well it was something like that. Ok, now I'm stalling. Just get out the car and go to Kim. I wonder what she thinks about the crutch and why I use it. Does she think 'not quite right'?
End of Part 2
Thanks Doc for the wrestling reference, I was looking for something to put in at the end there and that works just fine. Personally I don't know the first thing about wrestling, so thank you, my friend.
