I'm going to England!!!

That's right mofos. Amy Winehouse get your game ready. Arctic Monkeys, you too. Time to par-tay! Shavua tov y'all! (Sight-seeing recommendations appreciated.)

Last night

I dreamt about pregnant women and babies. There were two women standing with me and talking. They were about 5 or 6 months along, just showing, and for some reason in my dream I felt bad. Like I wanted to be pregnant too. And in the same dream, one of the Rabbis from my last trip to Israel was there as well and there was a baby who he was entertaining. Of course I'm in no position for children at the moment but I woke up confused and, yeah, maybe I did feel a little bad because I know 25 is so young but soon I'll be 26 and you know what? I want to get on with my life already. I want the husband, the modest home of a young couple just starting out, the screaming babies and intense exhaustion. The only problem is where I want to be when I have it.

Another dream I had, I was talking to my ex's brother. We were in a beit cafe in Israel some where and we were talking. It was nice. It was about a week ago.

An update of sorts

If you really know me, then you know I love to write - nay, I need to write and always have. It helps me clear my thoughts. It makes me feel better to put things down on paper. My stresses, my fears, my regrets, that which I can't say out loud. But ever since this whole work thing started, I barely have time to eat, let alone write. I'm trying, even if it's just in my journal on the commute home at night. And I'm continuing to collect new notebooks because I know I'll write till my hands allow...

For you ;)

There's a mouse in my office

Ginrod: sup babe!
me: a mouse ate my pareve chocolate!
Ginrod: kosher eating mouse
go figure, prob a relative of fifel mouskowitz

What a day, and it's not even 11 am!

A year ago today

A year ago today I woke up in a bed that was more familiar than my own, stumbled out of it and stumbled all the way to work...no, that's incorrect. But that was true of a night over a year ago today.

A year ago today was the day after I met you but you didn't remember. It was also the day after the Ginrod released drunken tears in rememberance of memories past and instead of listening intently, I snuck in text messages telling the boy I wanted to dance up on him. 2007 was never destined for emotional greatness...

A year ago today was the day after he bought champagne which flowed freely, as if holding onto NYC decadence, work hard and play harder mentality, all the while knowing that a year ago today at 8 am he'd have to go start the army process.

I liked New Year's in Israel. I liked starting the New Year in a new place. I think that even though I would complain about going to Lima Lima every Thursday night, I enjoyed going there more than most places in Manhattan. I miss you, oh ghosts of 2007. But I am a ghost of your 2007 as well.