April 25, 2007 § 9 Comments
> For my birthday, my parents got me a gift certificate to a “fancy” ice cream cake shop in Soho. Unfortunately, twenty dollars only covers the tiniest cake in the world. Alyssa and I couldn’t stop laughing when we opened the box. We had three dollars in credit left and so we purchased a chocolate covered banana. It was so bland! Anyway, thanks Mom and Dad for the GC. Next year, we’ll find a better place. Alyssa, Kim, and I went to dinner and then sat on my stoop and ate the cake. (Don’t worry, Aimee, we saved you a piece.) It wasn’t a bad-tasting cake and we were all a little forlorn when it ended. Turns out Kim knows my weirdest neighbors. She’s marginally acquaintances with sex guy (the guy who lives above me and has sex with his curtains open). I decided not to stick around to officially meet him and his friends.
My doctor’s visit was so negative that I don’t really want to write about it on my blog. On the upside, I’m going to go see someone else. Everything else is on the downside except it’s very, very likely that I don’t have cancer.
Not-Morris is not gone. My circle just got smaller and he may be even closer than two blocks away. This is funny enough that I’m not stressing about it; amazed by the coincidence, but not stressing.
I’ve been getting more sleep lately and I think I like the way it feels. I encourage everyone to try it.