2003-10-01 - 3:54 p.m.
Brrrrrrrrr!
I’m cold. It is ASS COLD. It’s so cold I don’t want to motivate myself and get off my ass and take off the fuzzy slippers and get out from under the covers. Cold, cold, cold.
It’s not cold outside, mind you. Well, it is, but it’s 55 degrees right now. Which is fine. Which is nice fall weather. Trouble is, it’s about 55 degrees INSIDE. And I’m cold. My landlord hasn’t turned the heat on. He’s coming by tonight, at which point I’m sure he will see the note left by one of my neighbors, which reads, “It’s getting colder…” on both sides of the rent envelope. That is so rude. It doesn’t say, “Dear Landlord: It’s getting colder. Is it possible to turn the heat on?” or, “Would you please turn the heat on?” But no, that would be civilized and mature.
Civilized behavior is on the wane. Twice a week, almost every week, the house next door has huge parties with lots of people and noise and beer. Photo Guy is way pissed, especially since they yell under his windows and throw beer bottles and cups on our driveway. When I come home late, they don’t get out of the way. They suck a lot. Feh.
But it’s not all bad. I went home for Rosh Hashanah, and I had a pretty good time. It was busy, so there wasn’t much relaxation, but you know, there was food and there was home and Mom ironed my clothes and I saw a lot of people, which is always nice. On Sunday we did tashlich for the first time, which is when you throw bread into a stream to symbolize your sins washing away. It was wonderful. About 150 people showed up and walked to a nearby stream together. I ran into an old buddy from high school, and it was good to catch up. Everyone was smiling and singing. A little boy passed around bread in a bag, and when it came time for him to throw, he couldn’t get the bread over people’s heads, so I offered to pick him up. Mind you, I’d never met this kid before. But he said yes, so I lifted him up, and his pregnant mother gave me a mouthed “thank you”. He was a sweetie, and that made me feel good. It’s nice to be in a situation where you can help a kid without fear of being thought weird or evil. How sad. I would never have offered if I hadn’t seen the mother nearby and I hadn’t known deep down that this was a safe community place and I could just… help. Regardless, it was a great experience.
Oh, and there’s a cute new rabbi. I asked Mom to investigate. By asking her, I have admitted that I’m on crack. Oy vey.
In other news, I found the PERFECT JOB. 15-25 hours a week for $8 an hour, doing relay work for the deaf. Just typing. And you can read in your down time! BUT. I can’t take it, because they want me to be available for three weeks of training, five days a week. And the classes all conflict with my class schedule. FUCK. I called the bookstore and left a message AGAIN, but no answer yet. Sigh….
Anyway. That’s the news from here. I had a test yesterday, which caused mucho stress, so I’m just kind of relaxing today. Correction: I am being a LAZY ASS. But the sky just turned a treacherous and nasty shade of gray, so I’ll forgive myself. Just this once.
