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Seder was fine. Traffic was horrible so we started late and zipped through the whole thing because most people had things to do in the morning and my grandfather was quite tired. He looked pretty good, though, so either he was having a good day or my aunt and mother have been making him out to be much worse than he is. We (my grandpa and I) have open-ended plans to go to the aquarium. He likes fish. I like the aquarium. It'll be fun. I was very glad to have Elizabeth there, too. She's good people. Her boyfriend was quite quiet but seemed perfectly pleasant. I'm being all alliterative. As we drove away (Elizabeth, Steve and me in my car and my brother and my mom in my mom's car) we were stopped at a stoplight where my mom was turning right to get on the highway and she was motioning to me to question why I wasn't turning so I rolled down the window to tell her I was going a different way and next thing I know I'm getting squirt-gunned in the face through the window by my brother as they cracked up and drove away! I couldn't believe it! Drive-by squirt-gunned down by my own family! It was pretty funny and very impressive he managed to get me so squarely in the face from the passenger seat of a car all on the right to the driver seat of my car on the left. I was pretty loopy by the time I found a parking spot, walked Freud, and fell into bed.

I spent most of today asleep. It was delicious. Tomorrow, I start in on my Spring Break Project List. Any bets on how many items on it I actually complete? Fewer, I'm sure, now that I've agreed to do Monday and Tuesday's JCC vacation days at Enchanted Castle (which should be easy but means I'm gone until 3:30) and Pump It Up (which I've never been to but sounds fun, and again, I'll be gone until 3:30ish).

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