this morning i had a near panic attack as i heard the now-familiar sound of the bullhorn telling residents of cambridge to move our cars or get towed because of street cleaning. fortunately i was parked on the side of the street that wouldn't get towed (until tomorrow) so i had nothing to worry about, and went back to bed. nothing much else happened today, i worked a little bit, called the hospital to rectify a billing/insurance glitch, then i went running in the late afternoon. in the evening my father brought food to the exchange student as well as food for me. i watched the red sox botch another game, now the yankees are just half a game behind us. the way we're playing, we don't deserve to go to the playoffs. if i was renteria i would kill myself so i wouldn't hurt the team anymore with my errors (or at the very least grow a "i care about the team" unity moustache). i guess there's always next year, even though by now i'm sort of used to all the parades. jawei fell asleep on the couch again, sprawled all over it, buried in cushions. by the time i went to sleep, he was still there. i left a night light on for him, so he won't bash into any furniture when he goes back to his bedroom.