Saturday, I worked out with Dr. Soap at the gym and then we went up to Lakeview for some Indian food and barhopping. He & I argued over who it was more pathetic for, considering that Saturday was Sweetest Day and we spending it with each other. My point was that it's more pathetic for him because I'm no longer trying. Twice, he mentioned during conversation that I needed to lose ten pounds, which I thought was pretty harsh coming from my Sweetest Day date.
I stayed overnight at his place rather than risking another 14-stitches head injury coming home. Sunday morning, we ate breakfast and took a walk along the lake before I headed out for some championship shopping. We also had this conversation:
Dr. Soap: "You know, you'd be ruining my chances with the women in my building if they saw me with you. It's a good thing you're outwardly straight."
Me: "Mark, I'm wearing a woman's jacket. See the buttons?"
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