Monday, February 2, 2009

hand job, hand job. i know that shit's fun but it's still your job

woke up late
alice made scramble
we had nice breakfast
and talked
we are a goddamned married couple
walked to library
waited around fo a while
felt weird to be alumni
met the peeps (elad)
talked to fifi
sat in room
momo spoke
we spoke
be excited, dont let little things bother
sat around after
elad and i walked back home to meet alli
played music
made eggs (getting pretty good at that)
timothy leary story
played more music
made choco milk
talked more
drank scotch
walked to sheruit
fight with chabad in sheruit with elad about women completing men
weird cowboy
got to sub kuch
ate malai kofta
talked
saw daniel and nufar
photos with glasses, one guy not happy
eliel
etan dancing like a silly
went upstairs with hadorbaim playing and saw sagi
see heidi
smiling at dude from bar (afro man)
go outside with heidi
go upstairs and talk to peeps we met (friends with heidi's friends)
playing pool, idan, erez, ofir
blocked from smoking
ofir asks me on a date
massage
they know ELLIE!
more music
even more music
erez sings in french
they all leave
we take cab home
vid chat w leah
text w dad
sleep

friday:

wake up late-ish to a knock on the door after imanuel leaves
its his brother, sister-in-law, and their adorable baby, yotam
imanuel comes back
we all hang out and i play the melodica for the first time in years
play guitar and learn songs, treats
they leave and alice and i get packed up to head to natanya for the weekend
catch sheruit to tel aviv, then another to natanya
call gingie when we get to the train station
call ellie, doesn't sound too enthused but interested
tells me that ofir (guy that asked me on date) has a GF
no date with ofir
we get picked up by lior and roni
go to shoshana and hang out playing music
watch strokes DVD
i want to play drums like fabrizio moretti like WHOA
chill with friends and attempt some california sunshine
take photos with the most ridiculous glasses ever made
nothing happens and i pass out after talking for hours
wake up at some point and hop into bed since everyone mysteriously dissappeared
(later i found out that they made a bonfire at the beach. i'm bummed i slept through but i was tired damnit)

p.s. 'gaza' really means 'medical cello-tape'

saturday

i get woken up by alice, who passed out somewhere else
we walk to the cliff and have a long chat punctuated by a big hug
things to think about
we go back to the shoshana and hang out for a while with some new friends on the porch
keep hanging out and playing music with eran
go downstairs to idan's, where i get a lesson in making pita
we mix and mold and put the dough on top of a huge dome-shaped oven
i also start to play the accordian
actually write some cool, droney bits that i want to record
those shits aer heavy
at pita with goat cheese wrapped inside. just stupidly good
i leave alice and barry and walk to hadar's house b/c no one is upstairs
hang out watching TV and hear spoon on a commercial
mostly israeli comedy shows which are pretty funny considering i can't understand
hang out at hadars for a while with eran, dana, hadar
start reading tc boyle's 'the human fly'. its REALLY good
go check on alice, but can't find her so i go back to hadars and stay there all night
chat with miss sarah jaffe who is amazing
watch a little bobby mcferrin with hadar
he's just fucking breathtaking
she goes to bed but i can't sleep, get really sad, call ernie, eddie, dad, and write sad blog
think about being in a relationship and being my own person
so i finish my book
andy introduces me to christian bok's poetry, really great also
i finally go to sleep after sunrise


sunday

wake up the next day, realizing that we need to be in ramla to help yahel
i go to erans and find alice
we say goodbye to everyone, hadar and dana, and catch a sheruit home
have about 1 hour to get ready before being called into work
take the train into work, alice reads aloud from 'the human fly'
we call people, talk to no one basically
talk to dad. my photo sold at the auction for 300. john pomara and other people said nice things.
get off work and take the bus to the sub kuch for open stage
we don't get there until late, so i don't play
but we do hang out and talk to tomer about 'medical cello-tape' and how it's not such a heavy thing to israelis, but part of daily life
talk to sagi about meditation. breathing. being in the moment.
i decide i don't care about what guys think and just have fun
weird creepy guy asks me outside. i go. then i come back inside to pee.
we hang out and i'm approached by amir, who knows me from the open stage
amir has lost his voice but we talk for a while anyway, going on a three-trip walk
back and number exchange
we decide to accompany one new friend and one old friend back to old friend's rooftop apartment, complete with drumset in petakh tikvah
get to know leonard cohen on the drive there
spend most time reading tarot cards in hebrew and getting a lesson on some important words
after playing guitar a little, and some tea, breaking a glass we all miraculously fit on one teeny bed
nice then sleep after sunrise
wake up kinda late and make coffee to drink in the beautiful afternoon view on the roof
i stare out across the city
ariel asks me to play guitar, so i do
figure out a leonard cohen song, play elliott and asaf
play DRUMS finally
i'm terrible but i really want to learn to play better, in a band
finally get our shit together and new friend gives us a ride to the train station
we meet a nice woman, catch the train and get to work only a little bit late
annoyed at zvi
want to talk to momo
call people
i do a bunch of interviews, but we need to get out of here
get pizza for dinner
i don't feel good
we get a ride from orie to the bus
take the bus, take a nap
get bad pizza at the bus station
meet sheruit driver that knows jodi and roll him a cigarette
take a sheruit home
walk home from park
watch stupid video from justin
sofia makes me feel better with nietszche
vid chat with josh at stupid hours
chat with people at stupid hours
it's 6AM. i need to go to bed. talking with imanuel.
for you parks...

love,

sally

1 comment:

big city girl said...

Thanks sallssss. You know I live for this. I need to talk to you about photos/websites...remind me. Xxoxoxoxo