lonetraveler
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I'm with you, LaLaw -- this is the time when I start to feel like a little kid at Christmas -- afraid to ask for the red bike (pony, backyard playhouse, BB gun, etc., etc. -- that one thing you want so very badly) because I am so afraid I won't get it. My chest gets tight (nothing medically bad, but I'm sure you & many of us know that feeling), I get a lump in my throat, knots in my stomach, and I-don't-know-what-all, as they say.Yeah, the "feeling" is starting for me, too. In every trial, I try to anticipate what the jurors are thinking; I try to be logical and unbiased; and I think yes, they have proved their case, the jury has been paying attention -- this is believable, that is not believable, & so on, but I know I have been seeing the case through he-is-guilty-colored glasses.
Oh, DP is the worst of the worst -- so cocksure, that s-e grin, so surly, and probably making plans for a victory party at this very minute. I simply cannot stand it. Grrrrrr. I just can't hardly let myself think positively. And it's starting...
Yep, I know those symptoms well. I've always called them verdict flu.