Thursday, December 11th, 1997

Dear God,

I am sitting here in confusion.  Had the beginning of a sore throat last
night ... and was up most of the night perusing the world wide web about
one of my favorite subjects.  Guess I was feeding some kind of addiction
or exercising some kind of addictive behavior ... according to my DOSSHELL
program that sorts all files on the drive by date, I finished using the
world-wide web browser Netscape at about 5:33 this morning.  I remember
going to bed shortly after that feeling terrible.

Got up this morning facing the need I have to go out to find a job some-
where.  Am now back on the internet after having finished showering, and
thought I would get on to look at website www.cms-stl.com, the webpages
for Computerized Medical Systems, Inc.  Ken Krippner gave me his card
last Sunday while we were sitting together enjoying the all-church Christ-
mas luncheon.

Am now sitting thinking about comparing Ken Krippner with my friend Vicki
Samuels.  Both are professionals.  Both are Christians.  Vicki is very
very busy, and we have had some struggles in our friendship lately, as
I had depended upon her a lot to help me get through some of the diffi-
culties.  As part of my frustration, I am going back a little into that
pity-party method I have, recalling that most interactions that have
happened in our friendship in the past couple of years have felt to me
to be initiated by me.  Not interactions that have happened as a result
of my membership in the St. Louis Quality Assurance Association -- there
we have met more or less with equal work in the meeting.  I am feeling
that in some ways, our friendship has not been fair, because I have
ended up initiating most contacts with Vicki-- and Vicki has initiated
out of her own initiative practically none, except for a letter from her
complaining to me about how awful I have made her feel.

Anyway, I got on this computer to browse the cms-stl.com website, and
perhaps print out some more information about them so as to be filled
in when I talk to Ken this evening at Choir practice about approaching
his company -- if I can find a moment to do so.

Came to this computer to start the process of looking at the webpages,
at any rate, and of printing some of them out ... and then remembered
that I had downloaded one of the pages using the <