she done come back with knife

i did pushups 30 of them and this made me fall asleep and i woke up at six thirty or so with my body aching and i think i must have malaria or dengue fever or sleeping sickness or typhoid or tuberculosis, but i realize my muscles ache because i never do pushups. this time i turned the jet lag backwards so i'm like an old person and there would be no way to get back to sleep so i had morning tea with surya's mom, and we talked about the dollar drop and pension systems. i spent the morning reading rayuela. it's good to do nothing but drink tea and read. i watched mary make breakfast. when i smelled something new i ran in and asked her what she had put in. from Rayuela: ...es decir que en todo acto habia la admision de una carencia, de algo no hecho todavia y que era posible hacer, la protesta tacita frente a la continua evidencia de la falta, de la merma, de la parvedad del presente. Creer que la accion podia colmar, o que la suma de las acciones podia realmente equivaler a una vida digna de este nombre, era una ilusion de moralista. i maintained myself like this drinking tea, reading on the couch, saying a few words when various morning-time visitors came in for mrs. swamy. johana the hausa chinese food expert came over and it is arranged he will cook food for us on monday and show us how to make spring rolls. his wife left him and she keeps calling him because she regrets it. then surya's mom takes out all of the children's toys she has because i mentioned in passing that i wanted to play backgammon, and i played with this italian architecture set until i felt weak and feverish then i tore apart my structure because it gave me no more pleasure and i fell into the jet lag sleep. i kept turning my head but i couldn't get up until i figured out where i was or what time it was and then i saw surya in the room and i realized i would be able to get up. it was dark then and i drank more tea and ate some reheated thai food from the icelandic dinner meeting and started reading again. we have a four hour window where there is internet access in this houose, so surya and i take turns in that time. we got a call saying mary was in jail and went down the guard house to ask ibrahim what happened. he said mary fought with some guy and she went back to get a knife or a broken bottle and the police came and took her away. she was kind enough to leave us dinner in the microwave before leaving. doctor falola has asked for all of the recorded works of a certain artist, so i have to bring that with the roasted snails. niyi says he will go to benin city. maybe i will be awake soon.