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Another Pi Day, Come and Gone

It's always sad this time of year, after all the excitement has been building up for so many weeks all for this one day. Then by March 15 it's all over. I had a prety good Pi Day. I awoke in this posh house in Pasadena that my friend's friend is housesitting at, and I took a shower in the nicest shower I've ever seen. Then I hung out with my good and dear friend Dagny Looper, but the dark clouds of her take-home finals loomed over every moment we spent together: wasted moments with respect to her need to study. But then my aunt came and picked me up and thus the dinner party in her North hollywood home began. It was smaller than I expected; only 3 guests besides the family (my aunts, my grandmother and me): some woman my grandmother used to work with, my aunt's best friend Ira and his wife. Ira's wife kepting looking at me in the oddest way; it felt just like when a girl is "making eyes." After she started talking about how much she loves Queer Eye for the Straight Guy, I had to restrain myself from correcting her on the name of one of the Queer Eye guys (she called Carson Cameron). For some reason I felt that by proving my true fanhood I would become as uncomfortable as she was making me feel by looking at me all weird all the time (which was only worse because she was kind of attractive). To top off the weirdness, I watched the Sopranos with my aunts and grandmother after everyone went home.

So all in all it was a decently long day, I was fed superb food all day (thanks to Dagny for choosing Rubio's, I'd never been), I got to see my family, and I get to sleep on another super-comfortable sofa. A good pi day, even if my aunt and grandmother grilled me on girls; my aunt even discussed things one on one before she indirectly revealed she was actually an informant to my father. At least they don't think I'm gay or something.