Like a Good Book

The thing about this week's "CSI: Miami", is that I would do the same.

I would stone to death that bitch who hurts my children.

Hagar didn't write Tori Newton that far off.

CSI: Miami posted alllllllll the ways people died in the show... And here they are.

( Ways to die )

No "House".

Barren week, it sure is.

No "Bones". No "Fringe". Crappy.

1. First week of the job went smoothly. I haven't really written about what I'm doing, huh? Well, I'm a scholarship-receivers coordinator (sound better in Hebrew, and, boy, that's a first - רכזת מלגאים) at the Student association of TAU, which is a fancy way of saying "secretary", but it's fine. Spent the first few days putting things in order (who the fucking shit files names by their first, I ask you?!) and spending some of the money I'm yet to earn (bras. Needed new bras).

2. School year starts Sunday. Last year (hopefully nothing extra I'll have to take or re-take). Kind of a big deal, see. I know myself, and when I get on the bus on Sunday morning (or during the ride at some point) I'll really comprehend that and have a huge smile on my face and some tears. I truly hope this is the last B.Sc. I'll go through... Might go for Masters at some point, but I've had enough of TAU for at least five years.

3. My mom cleaned my room and took the liberty of organizing stuff, I can't find a bloody thing. It's like having a maid again.

4. Reading list? Harry Potter. Yes. Well, it's been a while since I read the entire thing from scratch, and I see (yet again) how good it is. Makes me smile. I also got a book by Marjane Satrapi ("Embroideries") and it was very lovely. Maye "lovely" ain't the word exactly, but it was good. Made me laugh in the middle of the bus.

5. "Bones" this week was wonderful! I really hate the changing interns, but this one was just precious. Plus her outfit in the end, and Hodgins answering "The Dude" with all the other kids... I clapped and cheered on and jumped in my seat. :)

6. Took my mom out today - just me and her. We walked around in Neve Tzedek in TA, got into some incredible shops and had some great ice-cream. Also checked out the new "Station" complex (they fixed up some old train station next to the beach in Jaffa and turned it into a posh shops and cafes complex). Walked around some, got into some cool shops, bought some cheese and olives in the market stands and headed home. My dad called and wanted to know if we were coming to cook for him, so I told him he can cook for himself (he eats early on Fridays because he goes play Soccer with his friends in the afternoon). It was very hot, but we had a lot of fun and it wasn't even as big a mess as we thought it would be.

7. Saw Lilach yesterday. That's three times in a month - and I'm glad we did it. I don't want to lose touch with her, and I need the frontal conversations (not a very big phone person).

8. Somewhere in the middle I was crowned "link to Udi", since my tiny little brother of 23 is currently at India and will only send me messages via Facebook. Funny kid.

9. Also, took some pics out today, I'll post them in a while.

10. I'm actually behind on my shows - Still haven't watched "Chuck" or "Fringe".

11. ...And I need to get that work proposal done and send it to my project instructor.

12. I'm also considering my outfit for Sunday. Problem is, I'll be doing a shift in the Student association tent and I'll need to be with that horrible t-shirt they issued me (first week of semester the association has a big fair in the middle of the university, with beer and sponsors and what-nots, and people from the association to explain students what services they can get from it). Gonna be a problem with my other clothes... Crap.

And that's all for now.

1. A few days ago my mom and I talked. I said that now, with my new facebook, Efrat would maybe send me a friendship request. She said "Efrat isn't stupid, you know", so I said that I know she isn't but she's stubborn.

Yesterday she sent me a friendship request.

I clicked "ignore".

So I told my mom - the stubbornness won.

I mean, really, dude, get a clue! We haven't spoken in more than three years, I never accepted any of her friending requests, not in youtube, not on g-buzz, why would I accept it here? And the ironic thing, she's friends with my two siblings (who still don't understand why I kicked her out of my life). Oh, man.

2. The return of the stubborn painting - but now, as a finished piece. Yes, finally, after a few months of staring and a few simple changes, it's finished. I even got my mom to say she'd hang it in the living room. I'll post a photo in a while.

3. My grates insist on "fail". Yes, the third one is here. My semester average just dropped below 60. Which also means I won't be attending the J-M pride parade, since the PDE test is that day. Crap-crappity-crap-crap.

4. Can anyone tell me why on earth does the "Fringe" episodes stop at 99% when I download them? God, so fucking annoying!

So in my dream I met Johnny Smith, from "The Dead Zone", and we talked in a bus. We also met a girl from my class (a girl I hated named Goni. Yes, that name is as stupid as it sounds), and I somehow gave him my home address. He came over to give me a letter, and in that letter a description of something I did, or should have done, because he touched me and saw something.

This made no sense whatsoever (and even though it was a dream... My dreams usually make more sense, see, they may be weird, yes, but with some kind of sense). I was totally confused, and my mom said she was worried about me because of the letter, and it was going to make me depressed.

Huh? What's going on?

And the weirdest part was that I woke up, and I still saw that dream go on, still felt some kind of leverage towards this person (I had a huge crush on Johnny Smith, so no surprise there).

It's 6 bloody a.m. and I've a test at 9.

And what was the thing with the calculator that played music?

I guess "Fringe" made it's way into my dream scape (yes, I did see that episode last night... Might explain it).

I feel crazy.

New addiction, and fun all the way with "Parenthood" (lots of great actors, and a nice drama/comedy to replace "Gilmore Girls", including Lauren Graham).

Quote - "You're trying to segragate my laundrey" (the guy who's dating a black girl)

And - [after a guy is reading poetry about a pink orchid] - "He's talking about flowers right?" (mom), "I don't know, I think he's talking about your vag" (daughter).

LOLed all of yesterday.

Small era, maybe, but still.

The end of "Ashes to Ashes", the English TV show, was not what I wanted, but it was inevitable, and it gave us the knowledge of what happened to all the characters - including one of my all-time favorites, Sam Tyler (from "Life on Mars").

I cried. Quite a lot, but not as much as I would have if... Well, I don't know what could have changed it. I need to re-watch everything, including LoM, and I'll get a better view of things.

Tomorrow morning (5 a.m. here) is the last episode of "Lost", so I'm getting two of my shows end withing 24 hours. Feels like endings.

Yesterday was my mom's first exhibition, which meant we were all recruited to work - starting from helping her with making pages for people to write their details on and ending with carrying (what felt like) half our house over to a friend's house*.


I worked as saleswoman for two hours before my dad showed me the time and we got going. We had a show to go to - a tribute night to Tori Amos, in a club in TA, arranged by the daughter of one of my mom's friends. The show was wonderful - most performers were women, of course (one was a guy, and he sang "Me and a gun", no less. Did it quite well, and I have to admit, it takes balls for a guy to sing a song like that**). My favorites was a girl named Savana (American) who gave a beautiful version of both "Winter" and "Silent all these years" and a Turkish girl, can't remember her name, who also did her own kind of change to "Crucify". I had a lovely time, and so did my dad. We went back to my mom's friend's house and helped her get everything organized and back home. I was even able to slip in one episode of CSI Miami before turning in (I hit the Merisol storyline. Horatio with her is incredibly sweet).

I also finally converted all my music and uploaded it to my iPod.

*If you don't know, my mom makes jewelery, expensive jewelery, and she sells her stuff to her friends and people who hear about her from them. Our house is impossible to host an exhibition in, since we have dogs who bark at everyone and cats who stink up the place.

**She wrote that song about a rape she survived in the 80's after watching "Thelma and Louise" and she sings it with no music. It's a very difficult song.