why itunes why?

why can't i buy american girls by weezer, and didn't i use to own it, because i was definitely obsessed with it for a while and feel like i played it over and over, but actually i think maybe that was off of my roommates itunes playlist.

i am officially registered for my thesis. and have my advisor as my mentor. she is great, but meetings with her last forever as she is just incredibly slow in process, speaking, moving, doing.

ok too much time at cocoa bar. must go home and sleep. minimum amount of thesis work done.

add to the list of events
radical vaudville the last tuesday of the month at mo' pitkins 10pm (is late for me)

why do i go for the short unattainable jew boys

he just broke up with someone and isn't ready to be in a relationship. this is not the first time that a cool guy-who otherwise seems to like me-and even fucking states it has done this.
so fucking annoying.
but of course i said yeah lets be friends and still go to mr jew usa's next monday.
bleh
the friendster thing had nothing to do with me or dating someone else.

i love living in new york some days

today was one of them. except for the small part of time where i was hating williamsburg, esp b/c just seconds previously i had been longing for the days when i didn't live so far away.
all the positive effects of going to the gym were surely destroyed by the plate of bad nachos i had with books and booze but dude i went to the gym. go me. then i went to


artists i found interesting today:

future thing i want to check out.
http://www.dumbolio.com i don't think i can make feb and while i think taylor mac is an interesting performer, i don't know how i feel about him as the musical guest. but pretty much i'm into ed schmit-esp since the man can cook

http://www.rollingpress.com/

in process.. maybe to be continued

um wnyc garrison keilor is not jonathan schwrartz

which is a good thing, and i actually like garriosn keillor and a prairie home companion much better. but now two weeks in a row they have announced towards the end of wait wait don't tell me that jonathan schwartz is up at noon, then wait wait don't tell me ends and prairie home companion starts mid sketch, not even at the beginning of the program or hour. whatever kids.

went to holiday last night and was reminded of the annoying idiosyncrasies that make me love the place like how it was 8 thousand degrees in there and they didn't have any sour mix, then went to grassroots where there were a lot of college students. i feel like if i had gone to nyu is would have been my blue hill. although i've never seen it as crowded as it was last night.

i can't deal

why was nursery school boy's friendster profile changed to in relationship? with who(m)? if he's dating someone else then that's not cool, and if on the off chance that its me-shouldn't i know that?

i could stare at lewis comfort tiffany windows forever, or at least for a long time

i had no interest in anything else in the exhibit but the windows. that's not entirely true, but close enough. i was also pleasantly surprised to find the met's cafeteria doesn't use disposable plates and silverware.

it actually annoys me immensely that chelsea galleries are closed on sunday. WTF people WTF

no reason to blog just opened a post. oh well

sitting among the over educated white, ibook users--i love and hate the pretention in this city

I found my unlimited ride metrocard. This is good. I have also bought and eaten chicken fingers at my court street gourmet food store for the past two days. I feel guilty, but really I feel more pleasure from it. I need to stop saying vegetarian and go back to meat reductionist and stop talking about my complicated relationship with meat and when I will and will not eat it. since apparently i eat it all the time.
Snice-new fav coffee shop with much food. So yummy. And all veg. And reasonably priced for what where it is. Even though I basically never go to gray dog (seriously I think I’ve actually been there as opposed to it being too crowded to go twice) this is my new grey dog.
Saw hineni last night. I walked out during the q & a, it was a well done self-journey through difficult times/ideas documentary [following the struggle of starting a gay-straight alliance at new jew high school in boston] but they just aren’t my favorite genre and I am morally opposed to Q and A sessions. I ran into leoplod at the movie, I’m surprised (but not upset) that I don’t run into him more.
the collage class i was going to take was cancelled. which is sad to me, i think that would be good and productive structure in my life, but unclear i had the money to do it.

Arty things I want to not miss:
Sleepwalkers at MOMA
America for sale at protest space
Tiffany exhibit at the met
flipbook movie exhibit

itunes purchases of late:
since u been gone-kelly clarkson (i know but i friggin love it)
spoonful-howlin woolf

blogging for choice

today is the 33rd anniversary of roe v. wade so i signed up again to blog for choice. i'm tempted to link to my post from last year because the reasons feel the same. but that was not eloquently written, so here is a stab at it again.

i've always felt that the bumper sticker that most appropriately explains my views is: pro family, pro child, pro choice.
but being pro choice also means having the freedom to choose not to have a family as well. children are an overwhelming responsibility one that i am not ready for and would never want to force someone anyone into. and that's kind of the basic point for me. right now i can't emotionally, or monetarily support a child. due to my socioeconomic status should I become pregnant I will have options and access to care and services and get to make a choice based on what is best for me and any future progeny. it comes down to it that all people deserve that same chance. to me its just the right and moral way to feel.

this is a jewish film festival

went to rather depressing film part of the jewish and israeli film festival at the walter reader theater last night. it looked at the shitty conditions of all the workers/prostitutes being brought in to replace all the palestinian workers. not that the states is really so much better but the fucked-upness of israel's civil society is a big reason i haven't been a big fan over the years. the two women sitting next to me were shocked that this was being shown at a jewish film festival. my companion and i were pretty much like-uh yeah this shit is real dude.

walked through the heart of evil last night-times square but wasn't so bad still id prefer not to.

came home bitter last night, but only because i have no patience. in reality its probably much better in the long run.

i can't believe how hipster and hypocrite i am

i don't have the best vocabulary, but i'm just fine for the class/community i'm in. but sometimes i cannot think of the simplest words and it makes me 1) worried and 2) feel really stupid and not well read/informed. i could just not think of the word hypocrite for the life of me. but why am i one you say. b/c i think it is totally pompous to have a name like brooklyn industries and not make yours products in the country at least. suerte had beef with them for using the water tower logo when his UFA has been around for longer (if much more under the radar) and uses a similar logo-and all of their shit is made in brooklyn!
in any case the last 3 material non-book purchases i've made have been from there including the uber trendy long puffy coat. but um its warm and my other coat has no lining and doesn't quite fit.

was i harsh in the advice i gave my coworker, who is not my friend, on the kind of shitty life situation he's currently in? maybe but i kinda don't want to see him get more fucked by the system.

i was woken up by a text from schw that the book i lent him is "unbelievably good" got to love murakami.

another thing i'm pledging to do this summer

join a csa.
it just makes sense, except that some of the things i'm looking into doing would take me away for several weeks at a time. in which case that doesn't make sense.

also what's with subscription prices for free periodicals like the brooklyn rail and edible brooklyn. i actually know the answer to that but it still amuses me.

damn i'm mean and insensitive sometimes, seriously why are you friends with me

at the end of a little verbal sparring/bantering with my roommates best friend (a ftm) he told me to suck his dick and i retorted with, you don't have one, and then back tracked a bit and said well maybe you do. but then i realized how fucking far i stuck my foot ankle and kneecap down my throat. i'm pretty sure he'll forgive me. but damn i can be an asshole sometimes.

commenting on my idiotness with my other roommate, he says, "that's ok, we all fuck up and say terrible obnoxious incredibly insensitive things sometimes."

desire in 20 questions

ok. for the record, schw and i have a strictly platonic and rated PG relationship people. i know that may not have always been the case but it is now.

my roommate got this electronic 20 questions game. you against a computer. it got bridge. for desire it first came up with love than emotion. i stumped it with hoodie (i would have thought sweatshirt was acceptable)

bowled a 120 today. i was pleased.

song of the day that i am loving- smiley faces by knarles barkley. last itunes purchase-broken glass by annie lenox

i represent myself well

rabbi in training found my CL personal and knew it was me. sweet.
the past two nights i've had two of my favorite bed mates. schw and tilda. both its been too long. but schw is a total fucking cover hog. not cool. and he took the book that i was going to read next, i should have given him a different book by the same author.

nursery school boy and i hung out yesterday. it was good. had the new york institution of brunch at 4:30pm. then went for drinks. went to the scandanavian bar, where the actual bar is really fucking tall, but they have an old school wood burning stove out back and the white lights stung up=heaven for me. but then when we moved inside all of the candles at our table kept going out.

then ended the evening at hanks. always a lovely venue for live music.

one week

until i get to see jim findlay. i heart him and productions he is part of so fucking much. he rocks.
i got an invitation to a wedding in england this summer with a stamped return envelope-going to england-with an english stamp on it, 2nd class, but it still seems i need to throw some american postage on that baby. of course i need to decide if i'm going, i had kinda promised no international travel this summer (er non that i pay for) and this i have to report to work 48 hours after the wedding.

my thoughts go out to shiloh's mom and hopes that everything turns out furry soon.

tumbleweed in brooklyn

i used to think that it didn't exsist and was just made up for movies. but then when we drove across kansas senior year i saw it with my own eyes and stuck in the wheel of the other car we were driving out. the other night i was walking home and saw brooklyn's version of tumbleweed. a christmas tree put out on the street rolling down in the wind-this thing went at least half a block. i hate the wind in this city.

so i ran into the nursery school kid at the synagogue gallery opening where i also drank in front of some of my students and their parents. oops. but free booze is free booze!

jet lag 2, brookburg 0

so apparently my great aunt in florida is trying to set me up with some guy who lives in cobble hill. the guy actually emailed me today (my mom was a conspirator in this giving my aunt my email to be passed along). i feel doubtful about anything more than maybe another kid for shabbat dinners.

i'm off to a gallery opening at a synagogue, which feels a little like my fancy UES doctor that has a gallery in the lobby and back hallways of their offices. which is random.

i haven't a scab (as in boo boo not crossing a picket line) in a damn long time, i forgot how fascinating they can be.

jet lag 1, brookburg 0

so that jet lag that i thought i had kicked, just kidding!
coming back from ireland was never this tough...but the last time i was in israel it did take forever for me to get over it

i bog because i procrastinate

but did i mention how i think the coney island polar bear club protest yesterday was awesome. they didn't take a winter plunge for the first saturday in over 100 years b.c the water was too warm. classic and i eat it up.

at some point i had thoughts of heading to coney island today but went to the botanic garden today which is getting lots of publicity for having cherry trees blooming, but apparently they aren't the special cherry blossom festival trees. i've also decided that perhaps in addition to pgh that ramat gan is also the nexus, but think it just gets pulled back to pgh. the coop was totally out of produce and i forgot to buy toilet paper. union market was $1.59 a roll for seventh generation toilet paper. insane. but i try to buy with a conscious, even though earlier in the day i totally bought a laptop case from brooklyn industries who i had been trying to avoid. i just think its crap to have a name like brooklyn industries and do all over your production oversees.

must write report cards etc...bleh
latest itunes purchase: bo'i by idan raichel

rooftop barbqs in january

nice and fucked up as well. also we didn't start cooking soon enough and the meat didn't really cook enough for my tastes. i know i asked for a hamburger. seriously everyone was shocked. but it wasn't so great, so i'll go back to my veggie ways.

posted a personal on Cl and someone i went to nursery through 12th grade with replied. i would totally hang out with this kid, but several months ago i wrote him on friendster and he didn't write me back. i wrote him back being up front we'll see if he has the balls to get in touch.

jet lag is killing me and giving me crazy dreams. but i get to go to brunch this morning-HOLLA!!!!

my hair loves my regular conditioner

i don't know how much longer my hair could have survived without it.

i didn't not: see the israeli; eat decent falafel; get all of my questions about jnf answered; meet any single men or have a new year's kiss; decide if the trip was totally worth it/what the point of my going was; be impressed by the check in routine for elal in tel aviv; take part in any of the yogurt/cheese/dairy spread and drink options; retain my leg wrestling title; paint with any kids/israelis/residents of kirat shemona

i did: see parakeets and pomegranate trees and kumquat trees and olive trees for the first time; on sunny days i had an incredible view of snow-capped mt hermon; go dancing more than i had in the past year; make friends with another travel obsessed photographer that's a bit off and of course attached; lose my voice for most of the trip; impulse buy a pair of shoes at the naot factory; drink a whole lot of tea nana; voluntarily eat a bunch of meat; look like a super mario brother in the coveralls and shirts we were given for working in; like the hadag nahash show and really dig the work/ideas behind festival b'shekel; probably rack up a big cell phone bill from calling mickey on my rented cell phone (WTF, but everyone on the trip had rented cell phones, its the new thing to do apparently); see some connections that the zionist school i work for could make to israel and service; plant my first tree ever (which will probably be thinned out in a couple years...); do some fire prevention/suppression work; paint bomb shelters to make them more child friendly in the event they are needed again

i left my cell phone in the cab last night and realized as i was walking up the stairs. my roommate was home and i called it
the guy didn't want to bring it back but i said i'd pay him $10 (about $2 more than the fare from how far away he was from my place). when he got there he got pissed at me saying i had promised him $20 and almost looked like he was going to try and take the phone back b/c he was pissed. i didn't back down and walked into my apt.

my rent is going up. i feel bad about this.

fyi i'm back

more later. be in touch kids.