More of Life

Well, it seems to be that I'm getting sick. Not much of a surprise considering the past week's middle-of-the-night junk. Waking up, being woken up. Well, mostly woken up. Last night I couldn't sleep for whatever reason and kept tossing and turning. Maybe it's something to do with the fact that I actually made my bed and have kept my room neat for about a week. That always gets me edgy and when things are neat it's almost certain I won't be able to find anything in the morning or whenever I need them because they're away. Who ever thought of that?? Organization sucks. (When it comes to bedrooms.)

Anyhow, saw an aforementioned person again (I won't mention the name here, but considering I've told you other things concerning them...yeah, you can guess.) Moving on with the story, I sit down after going to Price Chopper and finally getting my kosher meat for my refrigerator so I can actually eat in this place and not get inorganic body poisoning and she asks me "So, what's up? I haven't seen you in forEVER."

"Oh, nothing much. Just went shopping."
"For what?"
"Food."
"Oh..." (makes face). Then, jumpy all happy: "What else is up?"
"I don't know..." so I say the first thing that comes to mind. "My two best friends are becoming friends."
"Is this a good thing?"
"Yes."
"Two boys?"
"No."
"Two girls?"
"No."
"One of each?"
"Yes."
"Oh..." looks down, then looks up. "Are they going to kiss?"
"Umm..."
"Do you want them to?"
"Ummm...." (wtfing in my brain) "I don't know...it's not likely, but who knows what can happen these days?"
"Oh! Well that's good!"

Wow.

Well, there. The weirdness of my life continues. Just what we all want to be thinking of. Since maybe both of you are reading this, I'm still just going to say "wow" again and laugh. What is up with this sexual obsession with people???

I seriously don't get it. I can definitely more than live (definitely survive) without any of that crap. Oh well.

Other part of the night last night: right after this, I went to perform at Freud's again. There were actually other performers but one of my groupies missed me because of some lab or whatever, so after it closed, I gave her and a few others a private concert. Then Dan D(the first) walked me back to my dorm and we hung out until about 1:30-ish.

That's kind of nice. Jordana was reading when we walked in, and we couldn't tell whether she was actually reading, asleep, or pretending to either. I had to walk over to her and look. Reading. Then Dan left and I went to sleep or tried to, but I couldn't quite get there until about 4:30. Lovely.

Oops. I have to go now! Hillel dinner and stuff for shabbat. Oh. The Chabadniks have been roaming the campus. It's so funny. They walk up to you say: "Excuse me are you Jewish?"
"Yes," I said. "I already shook it." "Oh," they say and walk away dejected. (Shaking the lulav and etrog of course...for Sukkot.)
Dan said he ran into them, they go: "Excuse me, are you Jewish?" "No! But how are you?" "Fine..." and they run away. Aaah, the joys of proseletyzing to your own religion and being so isolationist and scared that you pee in your pants anytime you find yourself anywhere near a goy.

And I went to school with these people. See why I'm tramatized?