oblog-dee, oblog-dah

I haven't mentioned it here, but my grandma is in the hospital. Actually shes been back and forth between the hospital and a rehab center. Even though she is not seriously ill, she seems really defeated by the whole ordeal. I can't wait to have my grandma back. With my crazy work schedule I don't do enough reflecting, but over the last couple weeks I've re-realize how little I know about her and how endless her kindness has been to me. I used to say that I wasn't afraid of getting old, just of dying. These days I'm not so sure. Claudia has always been just the opposite. She says she isn't afraid of death, but she never wants people to know her age. She didn't tell me for weeks after I started asking, and when she did it was with a hidden note with the name of a sports figure whose jersey number corresponded. So I told Dotty that I want to find a new place. I think she was sad. I'm sad too because I really like her. I'll help her find a replacement tenent. I just need a proper room and stuff. It is pretty suprising to me how hard it was for me to tell her. Very dweeby. Now the hunt for a place beings. Damnit, I gotta call individual x back. What makes the lettert x the letter x, by the way? Is it the symmetry of the symbol itself?