my stomach just turned in its own letter of resignation. ooooof. what the hell posses me to continue eating after i know i shouldnt be. i feel like jabba the hut...*drool*...now if i could just get 37 on a chain in a gold bikini, everything would be perfect.
I drove with my sister about an hour and a half to meet the rentals at my mothers cousins home. process it... process it.... ok. Shira and I had a good talk, it was a beautiful day [high 70's]. we had the windows down and the coltrain hit the spot. i feel like i got to relax a bit. It was nice. i needed it. im not used to it.
My rentals were rather chill tonight too. My mother usually tries to make me dance or show everyone my tattoo or do something/anything against my will, but tonight i think she was just happy to see me relaxing...they can tell im a stress case right now...
My dad and I had to school someone on Israeli Politics. One of the guests, visiting from PDX brought up the attacks today and blamed it on America's 'biased' support of Israel...so its Israel's fault that they are being attacked by terrorists in kenya? right. he was such a feux liberal. blind rhetoric with no understanding of the issue... just missguided. lots of people are about Israel. Its a touchy subject. but dont you worry... we set him str8.
Somehow, the meal transitioned into singing. then a guitar showed up... and two drums... i would normally call it a night at that point. but seeing that I was far from home, ive got nothing to rush home for, it was early and its thanksgiving and all...i decided to chill. and you know what? i even friggin played a drum.
I know, i know, i wont let it happen again... but the hippies were singing cat stevens and there was no one there who knew anyone i know 
*blush*
so now, im home. im staying in. the roomie is out of town. the fridge is full *turns a bit green just thinking of food* I've TiVO'd a few shows im looking forward to (Cowboy Bebop, Blazing Saddles!!!). the gumz is purring like the superstar that she is....
feeling: satiated...almost saturated.
listening: Crooked Finger, Dismemberment Plan NOT SUM41 DAMNIT!
wearing: a new haircut and red eyes
sending love: to nate.
more of these.
it was wonderful meeting Clovsbud LAST NIGHT. What a good guy. He trooped through a long evening. i hope i get to see him more often... im onna drag him to meet this bartender *drool*
I drove with my sister about an hour and a half to meet the rentals at my mothers cousins home. process it... process it.... ok. Shira and I had a good talk, it was a beautiful day [high 70's]. we had the windows down and the coltrain hit the spot. i feel like i got to relax a bit. It was nice. i needed it. im not used to it.
My rentals were rather chill tonight too. My mother usually tries to make me dance or show everyone my tattoo or do something/anything against my will, but tonight i think she was just happy to see me relaxing...they can tell im a stress case right now...
My dad and I had to school someone on Israeli Politics. One of the guests, visiting from PDX brought up the attacks today and blamed it on America's 'biased' support of Israel...so its Israel's fault that they are being attacked by terrorists in kenya? right. he was such a feux liberal. blind rhetoric with no understanding of the issue... just missguided. lots of people are about Israel. Its a touchy subject. but dont you worry... we set him str8.
Somehow, the meal transitioned into singing. then a guitar showed up... and two drums... i would normally call it a night at that point. but seeing that I was far from home, ive got nothing to rush home for, it was early and its thanksgiving and all...i decided to chill. and you know what? i even friggin played a drum.
I know, i know, i wont let it happen again... but the hippies were singing cat stevens and there was no one there who knew anyone i know *blush*
so now, im home. im staying in. the roomie is out of town. the fridge is full *turns a bit green just thinking of food* I've TiVO'd a few shows im looking forward to (Cowboy Bebop, Blazing Saddles!!!). the gumz is purring like the superstar that she is....
feeling: satiated...almost saturated.
listening: Crooked Finger, Dismemberment Plan NOT SUM41 DAMNIT!
wearing: a new haircut and red eyes
sending love: to nate.
more of these.
it was wonderful meeting Clovsbud LAST NIGHT. What a good guy. He trooped through a long evening. i hope i get to see him more often... im onna drag him to meet this bartender
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thirtyseven:
i can only assume you wished me happy channukah because you know, deep down at the root of my belly, i am indeed jewish.
mora:
well, the imax WOULD have been big if i could of gone. grrrrrrrr. oh well. thanks for asking! hehe