news flash: hershey's chocolate pales in comparison to ghirradelli's. yet we all know i shall be trying the kisses with caramel. and probably being highly disappointed and comforting myself with a bag of ghirradelli's caramel filled chocolate squares, the ultimate premenstral comfort food.
alright, a) the prize for most awkward first kiss ever has officially been handed over to a new person. why was it awkward you say? well, he didn't want to get the herpes.
b) i have officially been told by the cops to shut up. promptly after this most awkward first kiss ever, i go inside, wake up my roommate, and vent my frustrations about above and preceeding situation in my usual manner of screaming and laughing at it all. 20 minutes later, knock at the door, (my romantic instincts is "oh my god! he's come back! he wants to make it better!"), its a cop, there had been a noise complaint... from me screaming my head off.... granted its midnight, but it was just me... screaming my head off....
i didnt get a citation, just a warning. when we moved in we were warned about this neighbor and not to have any loud parties or anything cause she would call the cops. something about the echo of our backyard and we had our windows open, and she probably had her windows open, cause it was a hot day, and she's very sensitive, and i'm very loud. but still, wow.
and the week's not even over yet
it has taken me twenty long years to finally realize the correllation between dill pickles and dill the herb. (dill the herb. sounds like a cartoon character. if anyone out there uses that idea, i expect money) also on that note, store brand pickles are not as good as the vlassic
la la la la la (-"hey mama")
i have a plant growing THROUGH my wall. a plant. from the OUTSIDE. has come INSIDE.
what i don't understand, is that there is NO LIGHT in my room. i can tell if its day or night, and thats about it. this morning i woke up, and i thought it was raining. i step out of my room (about 2 hours later) and its bright and sunny. and i had had no idea before that moment. sunny and warm too! i got to wear sandals today, it was quite fun
i have such a frikken healthy family. its a little disconcerting at times. so wonderful.
btw, if theres anybody out there thats actually reading this, let me know
josie left a dress from rivalry on my bed. i recognized this dress. i had forgotten about this dress. i could not remember for the life of me why i knew this dress.
i put on this dress. it fit me rather well. i recognized the feeling of this dress. i think it was mine. my boobs were smaller then. was it mine? was it josie's? had i just borrowed it from her? no, it was definately mine, or else josie wouldn't have put it back in my room. was it nora's? nora's clothes never fit me this well. when had i bought it? when had i worn it? i feel like there should be photographic proof of me wearing this dress at some point. i look really damn good in it, people would have wanted to get a picture of me in it. was it a synagogue dress? had i worn it to bar/bat mitzvah parties? that would explain feeling like i've gotten photographed in it.
why the hell do i know this dress!?
dorking around until rehersal starts, so in the meantime...
three little girls were dancing around on stage in the porter dinning hall last night. everyone i was sitting with was like "aw! i remember doing that!" and we were talking about which girl we related with the most, like "i was totally that girl spinning around. that was me." personally i really wanted to actually get up and dance with them. problem is my proportions are different. i wouldn't be able to hold hands and skip with them unless i were on my knees, and then i wouldn't be able to skip very well.
this theatre guy i have a crush on (yes, i know there are many of them, theatre guys i have crushes on) was coerced into playing piano. there were about 3 of us just sitting around him while he played. two of them eventually left, i at one point sat on my guy's lap so i could play this peice nora taught me a while ago, but i couldnt remember all of it, eventually i was sitting next to him while he played claire da lune from memory. it was really nice. that description sounds awkward, but i can't think of a way to actually describe what it was like. it was just beautiful.
i've been almost moved to tears by beautiful music recently. its kinda bad. i was watching classic arts showcase last night and just the mimi scene at the end of act one. its so beautiful. i wanted to cry. and then there was gorgeous twyla tharp dancing. it just makes my heart ache.
so now i finally have my license. josie was backseat driving with me last night, it was really bad.
jon stewart just said some insult that got bleeped out and its one of the ones that i couldn't really tell what it was. i think it was cunt. but he never says cunt. i guess thats why its funny :)
yeah, yeah, it was cunt :)
update: my little sister, not only taller than me, has officially gotten her license before me. and she has a boyfriend. to the naked eye, you would think she was the older sister. but i'm living on my own. and i can take her out. she's a twig, and far more ticklish than me. and i get more practice than her at taking people out. whats she got? soccer? psh... thats the pussiest sport ever :-p
and passover totally screwed me over chautauqua wise. i was assigned to a play to lighting design, i didn't get to audition for these bit parts in mothman cause i wasn't in town, and i'm just feeling like 'damn it! i'm jewish for one day and this is what i get" blarg.
