I went to a Polish Thanksgiving party last night. Vodka was served in lieu of turkey, and no one gave thanks for anything.
I talked to D. today. We agreed that grad school makes people neurotic, and that internet dating only exacerbates the problem. She says her therapy is going well.
My brother called tonight. He asked me if the messages he records at Speaker’s Corner are interfering with my studies. I told him that my cable package doesn’t have CityTV, so it wasn’t a problem.
I spoke with my mother briefly. She has not had surgery for her kidney infection. I wished her a happy Thanksgiving and hung up.
I still haven’t had a massage.