The sweet and the sour. My grandmother's back in the hospital for another surgery (she fractured one of her ribs) , making this the sixth one since December. I just spoke with her and she kept saying "Please, God, let this be the last time". I didn't know what to say.
My date with Mara went well. Better than expected, actually. We went out for Greek food and then went over to Christopher's for a drink. The mood there was low key and a touch somber. I found out why when I looked up at the TV and saw that the Celtics were about to lose a game to Atlanta. Guess I picked a good game to miss.
Afterwards, we went to her apartment and watched an episode of Lost in her living room. I checked out her roommate's turtle and Mara showed me how to get it sexually excited by tapping the glass of its tank. Never saw a turtle so animated before.
And that is where I will end the recap, because some things needn't be retold.
It was a good night.
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It's a cool, gloomy day; the perfect climate to be a layabout. I'll probably get some reading done and maybe watch Sweeney Todd at some point. And maybe, just maybe, I'll see if I can win a game of basketball on PS2, something I've been unable to do of late.
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