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Monday, August 16th, 2004
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and this isn't even a real update. its just a survey.
i stole this from andronicus who stole it from himself who stole it from ms. texas. enjoy.
Choose a band/or artist and answer only in song TITLES by that band:: Madonna
Are you female or male:: Don't You Know?
Describe yourself:: The Beast Within
How do some people feel about you:: Beautiful Stranger
How do you feel about yourself: Nobody's Perfect
Describe your ex girlfriend/boyfriend:: Gone
Describe your current girlfriend/boyfriend:: (oh i just have to put two) He's A Man & Crazy For You
Describe where you want to be:: Where's The Party?
Describe what you want to be:: Causing A Commotion
Describe how you live:: Like A Virgin
Describe how you love:: Like A Prayer
Share a few words of wisdom:: Nothing Really Matters
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Sunday, January 11th, 2004
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I have been extremely neglectful, but I am posting one last time before I depart on my journey. Today is Sunday...in 2 days I will be on a plane to Paris and won't return permanently until June.
I have a few sweaters and a few shirts sitting out on my floor, but aside from that there has been no packing on my part. I keep meaning to get to it, but...you know how it is. And I'd rather see people before I go than deal with clothes, so I'll probably end up doing it Monday night or even Tuesday morning.
I'm a little apprehensive about going, less so now than I was a few days ago, but I'm sure it will kick in tomorrow and the next day. I'm not really nervous about living in a new place or conducting myself almost entirely in French or anything like that, but more about missing Antonio and missing parents and friends and just missing home. But hopefully I'm going to come home and visit during my spring break (which is in middle of April, a month after everybody else at NYU).
I really need to go to Target to buy alllll sorts of stuff before I go but it's Sunday today and New Jersey is an idiot state and all the stores in Bergen county are closed Sunday. Goddamnit.
I got a cell phone that I can use in Paris, so the deal is I buy a SIM card when I'm there which puts minutes onto the phone and which gives me a phone number. Hopefully they sell the cards in very very large denominations so I don't have to change my number every week. I am determined to have some sort of non-dialup internet connection whilst abroad, so fear not...I will be online. Even if it takes me a few days. And worst comes to worst, I'll spend a hell of a lot of time at the NYU Center (where all the classes are held) where they have a wireless connection. Point is, I'll be online and I'm sure I'll put my number on my profile or something cool like that. All incoming calls are free (for me)! Woo! So maybe a few of you can save up a dollar or two and call me for a few minutes during these 5 months...it will be very nice to hear some familiar voices :)
I have to pack a little bit now, and eat, and...well, we'll see. Never know what I'm doing one minute to the next...I live on the edge.
So I bid you adieu until next time, mes chers amis....au revoir!
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Monday, November 24th, 2003
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wow, so nearly a month has passed since my last update, and i am officially a bad person and am going to hell for this reason. i deeply apologize to all my regular readers. then again, i don't really need to apologize to myself, now do i?
let's see, whats happened since october 27th? i suppose we'll go chronologically and recap maybe the 1 or 2 things i can remember.
first, my one year anniversary!! woo!! that was at the beginning of the month and it was beautiful and i love him :)
so i'm sorry for all this sentimental stuff, but it had to be mentioned because, after all, this is about me. so suck it up.
i don't really remember much else. i probably went out a few days, wrote a couple of papers, read some spark notes for some brit lit readings, bullshit marvelously in class about things i didn't read, the usual. right now it is monday night and tomorrow are my last two classes before thanksgiving break, during which i will be going home. it's really not the act of going home that's a big deal for me considering i do it so often, it's the lack of classes for a week.
in my defense, i HAVE been very busy recently. i mean, aside from the obligatory games of snood and freecell that occupy much of my time, i did have a lot of actual schoolwork. so maybe i wont go to hell...we'll see.
i also had a crisis with my registration for next semester last week which was resolved really uneventfully and anticlimactically (is that a word? it is now. side note to steph: anticlimaxic?). i registered for classes in paris for next semester, though its pretty meaningless cuz i'll just have to reregister when i get there. but the classes that i'm taking ARE very exciting. for those interested, here they are:
- French Art: Post Impressionism after WWII (conducted in English)
- Critical Theory and Prose Fiction (in French...how intimidating does THAT sound)
- Spoken Contemporary French (in French)
- European Society in Cinema (in French)
Very French-heavy...hopefully i'll return a genuine francophone. at the least, i'll have a french minor to add to my double major and hopefully make my law school applications look better when that time comes. woo! always an eye to the future...
two nights ago i went to see "marathon man" in the theater with antonio, which was quite good...i had never seen it before. that night, though, i had a dream that i ran the nyc marathon. and i wasn't even tired. i was just running along really casually, looking around wondering why everybody looked so dead and tired, thinking "what's wrong with them? this is a piece of cake!" yea, for those of you who know that im panting and gasping for breath after climbing the 4 stairs leading to my front door, you should be laughing now. i think that dream is more unbelievable than the one i had about the giant leeches disguised as teenagers attacking humans or the one where harvey keitel is shooting up my friends and me on some rooftop as i jump from roof to roof. cuz i guess those things could theoretically happen. but me run without getting tired? not in your dreams. (but apparently in mine)
alright i've gotta go now, its 12 and i'm done with all my homework, what the hell is that? i dont think that's ever happened before. woohoo
please leave comments! its the only thing that inspires me to write these things!! unless youre that freaky "x datelessloser x" person, in which case i'd prefer if you not comment cuz you are weird and creepy. very. very. creepy.
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Monday, October 27th, 2003
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WHAT COLOR ARE YOUR KITCHEN PLATES?
white with cute designs of forks and knives and other sundry kitchen items
FAVORITE MAGAZINE?
hmm. time? i don't know
LEAST FAVORITE SMELL?
cilantro
LEAST FAVORITE COLOR?
green. though i like some greens
FUTURE CHILD'S NAME?
i dont know
WHAT IS MOST IMPORTANT IN LIFE?
chocolate
ANY BODY PIERCING, WHAT AND WHERE?
ears and navel
DO YOU LIKE TO DRIVE FAST?
i like to drive fast.
DO YOU SLEEP WITH A STUFFED ANIMALS?
clearly. at home, chombi and seal. at school, puppy and koala.
WHAT TYPE WAS YOUR FIRST CAR?
audi a4...goodbye audi :'(
WHAT HAPPENED TO IT?
my brother took it to stanford
ANY TATTOOS, WHAT AND WHERE?
no sir
CD CURRENTLY STUCK IN YOUR CD PLAYER?
right now...gotan project, leonard cohen, and postal service
TV SHOW YOU ARE MOST EMBARRASED TO ADMIT YOU
WATCH AND YOUR FRIENDS WOULD HAVE A FIELD DAY
WITH YOU IF THEY KNEW...
the only show i watch is 24 and hell if i'm embarassed about that...JACK BAUER IS GOD!
THE BEST PLACE YOU HAVE EVER BEEN?
maui
BIGGEST REGRET IN LIFE?
eh none. im not interesting im sorry
WHAT IS YOUR LONGEST FRIENDSHIP AND WHO?
real friendship, probably steph...woo A.L.L mrs. peal!!!
WHO DO YOU TELL EVERYTHING TO?
i dont tell anybody everything but i probably tell the most to antonio
WHAT SUPER POWER WOULD YOU WANT?
flying and invisibility (yea im asking for two...eat it.)
THE MUNSTERS OR AADAMS FAMILY?
addams family (dododo doo)
PEOPLE SAY YOU LOOK LIKE…
a ferret (at least mike does)
FAVORITE UNUSUAL SMELL.
i do enjoy the smell of gasoline
EVER WROTE A POEM ON A BATHROOM WALL?
no. i just read
MOST OVERRATED BAND OF ALL TIME?
U2
MOST QUOTABLE MOVIE?
clueless, duh.
AMOUNT OF TIME YOU SPEND ON FRIENDSTER/MYSPACE
PER WEEK… AT WORK.
none, and i don't work.
WHAT WOULD YOUR BOSS DO IT THEY FOUND OUT?
i am my own boss!
TOWN YOU WERE BORN IN.
jerusalem...the holy land (i guess that makes me holy)
TOILET PAPER: UNDER OR OVER?
over. and only charmin ultra.
PET PEEVE OF THE MOMENT
slow computers
PET PEEVE OF ALL TIME
far too many to list
DO YOU KNOW ANY FOREIGN CURSE WORDS?
yes
WHAT WAS YOUR WORST JOB EVER?
work??!!!!
WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE CLASH SONG?
don't really listen to the clash (clearly this survey was made for the typical punk/emo LJer)
MOST EMBARRASSING RELATIVE
probably me
NAME OF YOUR FIRST PET.
chombi...though one day, a pug will come. one day. and i don't know what i'll name him, kiwi maybe
NAME SOMETHING THAT REALLY GROSSES YOU OUT.
cilantro
SONG YOU WANT PLAYED AT YOUR FUNERAL.
REM - It's the end of the world as we know it
haha no im not sure, though my funeral probably will be soon considering i hit my head and my brain is currently hemmorhaging.
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Friday, October 17th, 2003
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Recently purchased poster on ebay.
Yea, it's hot. Real hot.
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Wednesday, October 15th, 2003
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Right now I should be writing my 5-7 page paper that is due tomorrow, but I have decided to do what I do best (see subject). Actually I'm not doing too badly, I'm almost onto page 4, and it's only 9...usually I'd be about 5 lines into the first page at this hour.
Let's recap my weekend, shall we?
Yall Ball came! She and her friend Anna came from Friday night until Sunday. They stayed in my dorm and we went out a little bit, though I'm afraid I disappointed them because there's really not much to do here. We went to Soho for a long time Saturday evening, spending 2 hours in Sephora and a little while longer wandering around many other fine establishments. Afterwards, we went to dinner at Le Zoo with mes parents, then went to see "Lost Boys" with Antonio. I must say...even as a psycho vampire, Jack Bauer is still fucking awesome. GO KEIFER! WOO!
OH! On THAT note...get THIS. (Those who do not want spoilers for 24, too bad.) APPARENTLY...this season Jack is addicted to cocaine or heroine after having spent a year undercover with the drug lord, Salazar. And Tony and Michelle are married. And for the most depressing news...Lynne is dead. *Moment of Silence* A tear for Lynne. We loved you, and you will be missed.
Moving on...Monday night, Marina took pictures of Antonio and me in his house for her photo project. I'm pretty excited to see how they turned out. And no, they weren't nude. Mostly. (Hmmmmm....were they??? weren't they??? you'll never know. unless I tell you.) That was only part 1 though, next there will be a "highly stylized fashion shoot" (Marina's words) and then she will follow us around for a day while we do cutesy coupley activities like eating and walking. I will update you as this progresses.
In other news, I'm pretty disappointed right now because the Yankees just lost to the stupid Red Sox. I'm not disappointed so much as annoyed though, it will only delay the victory by one day.
I need to stop buying shit on e-bay. I really have no need for 3 more Madonna posters. No need at all. Yet that does not stop me. Somebody help me please...before I go bankrupt. Also, I saw Intolerable Cruelty this past weekend. Though it certainly was no Big Lebowski, it was certainly Coen brothers worthy...I suggest you see it.
And a shocking development...I have just recently been informed that my dear friend Katie Ryan is friends with none other than KATIE KOKENGE (hmm I hope she doesn't read this)!!!!! For those who are unaware, K.K. (whose last name is pronounced "cocaine"....seriously) was half responsible for the fact that my entire childhood between 5th and 9th grades was MISERABLE. The other half being Emily Renda. Ugh. Let's not talk about this, it makes me depressed. I've overcome their cruel oppression.
OK then. I think I'll try to continue writing now. I certainly do love Chaucer and Sidney. Wait. Did I say love? I meant loathe.
Ta.
*EDIT*EDIT*EDIT*EDIT*
I COMPLETELY forgot to mention the Thursday night celebration of my friend Justin's birthday. I met the lads and fellow lass Laura at Filthy McNasty's, where $5 all-night Bud was drank by all, and spilled on my leather coat by the birthday boy. Afterwards, we journeyed to Pete's Tavern ("The pub O. Henry made famous") (side note...O. Henry is from Ohio. Woo woo.), where we had dinner and even more beer, though there it was Yuengling, far better than Bud. On our way into Pete's, the birthday boy opened the large door on my foot and left a deep laceration on it. But it's OK. Cuz he was the birthday boy. :)
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Wednesday, October 8th, 2003
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In response to yahlib's comment...
Woohoo! I get to see yall ball!!!
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BEWARE...
THE YALL BALL WILL DESCEND UPON US IN 2 DAYS!!!
None are safe.
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Wednesday, October 1st, 2003
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| Time: | 7:42 pm. |
| Mood: |  confused. | | Music: | Ben Harper - She's Only Happy In The Sun. |
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And I thought weird things only happen in NYC....
Itam627 (7:04:16 PM): i just saw this man in the parking lot outside my house
Itam627 (7:04:19 PM): completely naked.
Itam627 (7:04:21 PM): masturbating
Itam627 (7:04:24 PM): he saw me.
Itam627 (7:04:30 PM): he ran into his car and drove away
I really have no way to top that.
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Friday, September 26th, 2003
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by the way. if you comment, please leave your name! i have no idea who you are!
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so......hung.......over.........
never ever ever ever ever let justin convince you to play Circle of Death.
ever.
now i have to get home on a FERRY. a ferry which goes so fast that it BOBS UP AND DOWN and therefore induces hungover people to vomit.
wish me luck.
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Thursday, September 25th, 2003
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Stephanie is a bad friend. What else could you expect from someone who looks like this?
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Woo! Pictures! Two recently purchased items on Ebay...
Image #1
Image #2
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Wednesday, September 24th, 2003
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With little else to write...
Lord I'm feelin so weary,
I guess I'm tired of being alone.
So give me one more chance,
And Lord I will be coming home.
I believe I'm damaged, I believe that I'm wrong
I believe my time ain't long
Lord I'm feelin so lonely,
I should've had it while I could.
So give me one more chance,
And Lord I will be home for good.
I believe I'm damaged, I believe that I'm wrong
I believe my time ain't long
Come on babe, hold my hand,
You should take it while you can,
Believe me now, you know you're not alone.
Come on babe, hold my hand,
You should take it while you can,
Believe me now, you know you're not alone.
Lord I'm feeling so weary,
You'd better call a doctor in.
Now give me one more chance,
I won't get to heaven the state I'm in.
I believe I'm damaged, I believe that I'm wrong
I believe my time ain't long...
I'm hopin', prayin',
Lord, I'm sayin'
I belieevveeeee my time ain't long
(Repeat and fade...)
Gnight folksies.
PS. I hate Stephanie.
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Monday, September 15th, 2003
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So I'm still sick, and have accordingly spent the entire weekend at home being nursed back to health by my dear sweet mother. I've had enough tea (with lemon and honey) and chicken noodle soup in the past 3 days to last a lifetime. Mmmmmmmmm. Actually there's this stuff that my mom's been putting in my tea that is honey combined with lemon and whiskey...it's good stuff. Real good. Though a little light on the whiskey. And now I've accidentally drank 5 times the normal dosage of Robitussin, so we'll see how that plays out.
In other news, the one thing I did this weekend besides lie in bed and watch the new season two 24 dvds (yea!!!! go andy!!!! andy rocks!!!! andy is the best!!!! andy bought me these dvds!!!!) was go to a wedding in the boondocks of New Jersey in a little town called Toms River. Antonio's friend Damon from LA was getting married, so we drove out and got there RIGHT in time for the shockingly short (~10 minute) ceremony. Afterwards was the reception, where we were served food and where good fun was had by all.
So now here we are, Sunday evening, and me at home dreading the start of yet another school week. Antonio left this morning for LA, where he'll be until Wednesday for a film festival, so I am pretty lonely here. :( Especially considering the fact that I could be in LA with him. And then Honolulu after that. Alas, I am not allowed to miss school. Fuck school.
On that note...time for bed. One last bit of news before I go. For those who don't already know (though I think pretty much everybody does), I think it's almost official that I will be spending the Spring semester in Paris...woo! C'est magnifique, non?
Au revoir mes cheres amis...
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Monday, September 8th, 2003
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There really is no excuse for the fact that I haven't updated in almost a month, but I'll attempt to provide a few regardless. School has started and for a few days there (like...3) I didn't have my computer because I had moved it into my dorm whilst I stayed at home. So that's 3 days explained. Fuck that...I haven't updated because I've been busy and because I haven't felt like updating when I did have time. I don't need to provide excuses to you people.
But now I can tell you about school. Side note...this is how long it has been since I've updated: Livejournal.com has a new website design. Took me a second to get used to. Alright so today is Monday, the 5th day of classes here at NYU. My classes are pretty interesting, some of them. The French class they forced me to take because of my IB test is hard, I would have much preferred to stay in the easy one that I was in last week. I can't speak French, nor can I write it or read it. Then I'm in this Gender & Judaism class that I signed up for after my original Modern British Drama class was canceled a mere 1.5 weeks before school started, leaving me basically only with this class as an option. Turns out the class is surprisingly interesting, in spite of the fact that we're reading stupid complaining feminist crap right now. I am not, as you will see, a sympathizer of the feminist cause. Stop complaining and accept the fact that we're not being oppressed, damnit! Whew.
So, let's move onto the dorm situation, shall we? I currently live at Water St. on the second floor in a studio apartment with one other girl. The room is really really nice...it looks onto the seaport so one wall is all windows, we have a nice kitchen, walk in closet, etc. Vast improvement over the dungeon that was Third North last year. The roommate...nice, but leaves some social interaction (coolness?) to be desired. Let's leave it at that.
Right now the malady that ails me is a stupid cold. I woke up with a ridiculously congested chest and I've gone through approximately 94 tissues since then. My head...ohhhhhhh my head....
These Oreos are mighty good. Mmmm. Okay I have to do some reading before I meet the family for dinner...my brother flies back to Stanford tomorrow morn, alas. Farewell dear brother. And farewell all.
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Tuesday, August 19th, 2003
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I don't think it's good that it is so early in my LJ career and I am already getting very very lazy at updating. I'll try my hardest now to make this interesting, though I'm not making any promises.
So I got back Friday from my little vacation, and I must say that while it's really nice to be back, it's fucking horrible to go back to work. Especially since those bastards still haven't payed me. The vacation was very nice. First we went to Atlanta for 3 days for my little cousin's Bar Mitzvah...it was quite nice to see Yahli and everybody, I realized it had been about 5 years since I'd been in Atlanta, which is insane because we used to go about once a year, if not more. We felt like quite the fabulous NYers strutting out in different fabulous dressy outfits 3 times in 2 days. Word.
From there we continued onto St. Thomas in the Virgin Islands. Whilst there I tanned, swam a bit, and ate like a starved pig. Now my brother and dad are calling me chubby and saying that I've gained weight...goddamn them. I may have lost some muscle...*cough*...OK i'll start working out. Maybe. Today was my dad's bday and the celebration was very very nice...my mom made an awesome dinner and we all gave our presents, and fun was had by all.
Alright I'll have to continue this update tomorrow because I'm passing out. Sorry.
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Thursday, August 7th, 2003
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It's been a really really long time since I last updated, and it'll be a long while before I do again, so let's make this good, shall we? My god, that sentence was incredibly comma-happy. Anyway. Last weekend I went to Antonio's cousin's wedding up in Long Island. I finally found shoes the night before I left at Yves St. Laurent, and they were quite fabulous if I do say so myself. I also got another pair that I'm obsessed with which I also sported at the wedding. I had a great time, it was beautiful on the vineyard and at the bed & breakfast, though the humidity proved disastrous for my hair situation. But all's well that ends well.
And now, I am preparing for yet another trip...some more last minute packing, etc. I leave tomorrow for Atlanta for my little cousin's Bar Mitzvah (remember those? ahh, 8th grade...). There for two days, then to St. Thomas with my family for a short yet much-needed vacation. The slight tan I acquired whilst in Israel 2 months ago has quickly waned, and my skin has nearly reached the ghost-like shade of yesteryear.
Oh! More juicy details concerning our favorite Midwest country bumpkin, Ms. Stephanie. After a rather humiliating run-in with certain state officials (a run-in that I am not at liberty to discuss in this forum), she called me the morning after, already a half hour late to work. In the midst of our conversation, she gasped when she noticed the grass stains on her knees (hmm...), and then again when her finger started gushing blood, the red liquid joining the melange of substances dirtying her light khaki pants. I just laughed. A lot. Oh, Steph...
Alright I have to go watch Family Guy. Hope everybody has a wonderful week...I bid you all adieu until the 15th.
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The shoes are gone. The perfect perfect perfect shoes are no longer at Barney's...but make no mistake about it, my friend. They will be mine...oh yes, they will be mine. I will search this entire city, I will plunder and I will kill...and I will emerge victorious. This I tell you. And of this you can be sure.
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Saturday, July 26th, 2003
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| Time: | 8:41 pm. |
| Mood: |  hungry. | | Music: | Psychedelic Furs - Pretty In Pink. |
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I found a dress!!! Yayyyyyyy...so much weight has been lifted off of my small yet surprisingly sturdy shoulders. It's a cute little BCBG summery one and I think it will do just fine for the wedding. Now I have to go back to Barney's to see if they still have these RIDICULOUSLY cute Manolo Blahniks which go PERFECTLY with the dress. Let us pray.
So I spent the night in the city last night, and both Tony and I fell asleep really early, though I must say that he passed out at the crazy hour of 11. I know, unheard of. But I guess all this sleeping facilitated some typically insane activity in my head, as my dreams were really fucking weird. They had several parts, and I shall outline them for all to read here.
First, I was in London I think, or something, and I was in a room with Stephanie and we were talking to somebody who was apparently my old French teacher (but she wasn't really...). So I started talking about how much I hated Dr. Chambard (for those of you who haven't had the pleasure of meeting her, she was my psycho French teacher senior year, a woman with an ego the size of the Pacific Ocean). So it turns out that this woman with whom I was speaking was best friends with Dr. C....whoops. Alright then, I was in some auditorium, and there were a bunch of people there, and I don't know if they were actually people I know in real life or not, but for some reason all like the biggest freaks and dorky people from HS back in Cincinnati were coupled off with the popular people. Hmm.
Then, I went outside and I was driving along the streets of London and for some reason there were like 3 stoplights per block, and I was like what the fuck? Why do people need so many places to cross the street damnit? So after overcoming my anger, I continued to drive, and we drove past an outdoor police station where the policemen were dressed like they were from the 1800s. Then I heard them saying that they were dispatching a squad to Masada (????...Masada is a site in Israel for those who don't know) because there were like 12 Arabs attacking a group of people. So then we went (don't ask me who "we" is because I'm not sure who was with me...I think it was Antonio but I'm not sure) to Masada and observed the attack, in which the Arabs were forcing a group of people to line up and like, hurt each other or something. I don't know I'm not really sure what was going on there. That's where my dream ended.
OH! WAIT! NO! There was a whole other part!!!! Oh wow this part was disturbing. Fucking NINA (from 24, of course) attacked my dad!!! She stabbed him in the head with a pen, but he ended up being OK, but then I attacked her with scissors (yea I know, really violent). Then I had to take a bus to meet the cops to discuss the matter, but I missed the bus. I'm not sure what happened after that, but I was deeply disturbed. Man. Let's move on.
I actually have to go now because I'm so hungry that my stomach is digesting itself. I will leave you with the lyrics for a song by the Magnetic Fields entitled "Let's Pretend We're Bunny Rabbits". I suggest you DL it asap.
If you knew how I longed for you now that you're gone
You'd grow wings and fly home to me, home tonight.
And in the morning sun
Let's pretend we're bunny rabbits
Let's do it all day long
Let abbots, Babbitts and Cabots
Say Mother Nature's wrong
And when we've had a couple'a'beers
We'll put on bunny suits
I long to nibble your ears
And do as bunnies do
Let's pretend we're bunny rabbits
Let's do it all day long
Rapidly becoming rabid
Singing little rabbit songs
I can keep it up all night
I can keep it up all day
Let's pretend we're bunny rabbits
Until we pass away
Let's pretend we're bunny rabbits
Until we pass away
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relaxed.
groggy.
sick.