My sister will be leaving for the airport in a few hours. Again! Sobby.

Last week, despite the incident, we found ourselves in the back of my grandfather\’s van…talking about random stuff. Almost like no disaster ever happened. Like she was talking about her shadowing an eye doctor. It was sad when she was talking about an old man who lost his vision, but the doctor had difficulty finding a diagnosis and told the man that he would have to come back another day to take a test. The old man had taken a taxi from his home to the office…and was losing a lot of money from high rent and his incoming blindness. But then in this case, a doctor has to draw the line between him and the patients. I guess then…too much compassion would taint the practice.

Saw The Hours. Would have been a good movie, except my mom interrupted every 5 minutes to ask what a character had just said. To observe aloud that two characters were lesbian because they kissed – \”OH SHE\’S LESBIAN\”. And a scene based in the fifties, my mom would exclaim that they were not wearing seatbelts every time the characters entered the car. And obvious observations \”OH THEY\’RE THE SAME PERSON\” which I had figured out more than 45 minutes ago…

My dad fell asleep and started snoring.

I don\’t think my parents liked the movie.