WHICH SURPRISED HER. (Old Blog)
- PRETTIER THAN A MUD BATH -
Saturday, February 25, 2006
Monday, February 20, 2006
The pink elephants in the room are a river in Egypt
Let's see if I can write this post [don't want to write this post] without mentioning said elephants.
So. February, yes? February, whom I've been studiously avoiding for the past week.
[don't want to write this post]
Remember him? The slightly less famous one. The event mentioned in the before-last sentence of the 2nd paragraph happened on the 7th. As luck would have it, today would have been his birthday [don't want to write this post], today, the 2oth of February. [I think I hate February] It has since been a tradition that his pseudo-harem (i.e. tweedle, my friend Shrimpy, my friend B., T. - another former President of AI whom I've mentioned bfr, myself and a few other Zémanoupies) meet for dinner on his birthday. Today. While I was in Israel I missed all these dinners, obvioulsy, and then some years it wasn't possible, and then last year I was otherwise engaged - this will be the first time I will actually be able to attend.
As luck would have it, remember him? [don't want to write this post][hate my archives] Yes, as luck would have it, little elephants everywhere a year ago today.
People find it odd I can't be bothered abt Valentine's Day. I've always found it a bit daft, truth be told. Everyone, love your partner today! Now! No. But, as luck would have it [don't want to write this post], guess when I learnt this? Good thing I never did enjoy Valentine's Day.
Well fuck this, time to say Voldemort.
.
VOLDEMORT
There.
As luck would have it, both Uzi and Zé Manel are dead, in case there were any remaining doubts, and both would find it very funny that Voldemort means Flight of Death, though Zé Manel falling must have been more like the crumbling of a chain of mountains and I can't still believe I didn't feeel the vibrations all the way across the earth on the kibbutz, , and my Tig never did stand a chance with this fight or flight thingy. [Tsunami, flee - get it? Ha! Hysterical, I know.]
As luck would have it, am still sick. Had a fever again last night. Want to hear something funny? Funnier than the tsunami/flee thing, even. Remember the kaddish? Ah, we've all met my psyche and my psyche was most displeased with the schedule. At exactly 7 pm I started shaking and shivering and all of a sudden I had a fever and would you know, I could NOT go? Isn't that the most amazing coincidence? As luck would have it, bcs Uzi was not buried within 2 days of his death it's the funeral date that counts for the Yahrzeit and that will be the 11th of March. Psyche or not, it will happen. As will tonight.
So I will be going out in a while, and we will remember Zé Manel and eat more than we should. He taught us well. We will laugh and tell stories and be sad and very happy we had him, and then we'll curse loads in his honour and make him proud of us. And Uzi will be there as well, as he is always, nestling somewhere beneath my solar plexum, in the very core of me, my centre where all else is peripheric. And he will be toasted and remembered as well, and they will be remembered together next year, and the one after that, and the one after that, for as long as we can, and after we no longer can I'm sure we'll find a way.
And my Porties will know exactly what I mean when I say that my elephants, even the pink ones in the room, are so very worth it, and I will sing them with my words, with my actions, till my voice aches, from water lilly to water lilly, AMEN.
Labels: Uzi my Tig
Saturday, February 18, 2006
Friday, February 17, 2006
Too dumbified to think of a title
Found the cutest, most egotistical little thing over at Beth's and thought I'd give it a try. (There's something I wanted to post, the story of the first - well and only - time I watched a pig castration. But it lies dormant in my comatose old computer and till i find a way to fish it out this is all i have. This, and a viral overload. All I need now is for a dying stork to land on me.)
Anyway, cute egotistical thing, it's called a Johari Window, as in: The Johari Window was invented by Joseph Luft and Harrington Ingram in the 1950s as a model for mapping personality awareness. By describing yourself from a fixed list of adjectives, then asking your friends and colleagues to describe you from the same list, a grid of overlap and the difference can be built up. See? You can go in and assign character traits to me. [have removed link] I know, I'd be excited as well, you can't very well you pass it up now can you. Go on, am sick and bored and dense, it'd be the kind equivalent of buying a box of matches.
Thursday, February 16, 2006
Saturday, February 11, 2006
Because She asked and one does not disobey the Queen, especially when She can take us to their master
DM (and Beth, of course), for your pleasure:
Oh and the dog, they are all so cute!
Must fix hair, looks demented.
Bloody February.
Labels: My Lovely Ones
Monday, February 06, 2006
Yes, yes, we're rather dull these days and the heartbreak doesn't vary much either
*YAWN*
Yes, scary, yes, expected, yes, demented, yes, hardly surprising. Don't feel like talking abt it, couldn't even if I did bcs HAVE INANE EXAM SCHEDULE, in case you had forgotten. Actually passed the exam I was sure I'd failed. Actually had one of the best grades. Said grade was a sad one really, 12/20 - exam was bloody awful, the failure rate was 63%, terrifyingly, but the teachers fully took the blame which is always a refreshing thing to have happen in my faculty. More often that not we are called lazy and stupid and it's all our fault and no, am not joking.
Also.
Got to the end of my binder just now and there was a blue sticker w a phone number on it which was very familiar. Took me a moment to place it, it was from our kibbutz room, when I still lived w Uzi. Punch to the gut, yes, hardly surprising but still, here we are. I rang him, how could I not. Just to see if the number was still working, just to see if I could still reach him, symbolically speaking. Well, he didn't really answer, death being in the way, the phone rang for the longest time and then the voicemail came on, after all this time, and all of a sudden he was talking to me and God, I know his voice so well. Worse, there was a beep and he told me I could leave a message if I was so inclined.
On the 20th it will be a year since he was buried. Already. Already a year since I last set foot on Israel, not that I have good memories from that time, or many for that matter, I seem to have surpressed most of them, Lisa keeps telling me abt things I don't remember we talked abt at all. My Tig, my Tig, my Tig is buried, my Tig is STILL buried and yet he still talks to me when I ring him, echoing the voices in my head that whisper his name constantly.
I left a message.
Labels: My Own Private Yorkshire, Uzi my Tig
Friday, February 03, 2006
Bugger her.
Noorster tagged me. Meh. Just wrote 1 exam and 1 test, got 18/20 in the test, am sure failed exam so bugger that too. Don't even know how the others went, no grades yet. Meh. So, boringly as it is:
Four jobs I've had in my life:
1. Animal keeper (penguins and alcids mostly)
2. Ethology researcher (bottlenose dolphins)
3. Student jobs
4. Proofreader and translator, still at it
Four movies I can watch over and over again:
1. Matrix
2. The 5th Element
3. Au revoir, les enfants [Louis Malle]
4. Four Weddings and a Funeral and the likes (Bridget Jones, Love Actually, Pride and Prejudice, etc)
Two places I have lived IN:
2. Germany
3. Israel, Kibbutz H.
4. Israel, Eilat
Four TV shows I love to watch:
1. CSI
2. The Gilmore Girls
3. Anything by Dr. Winston/BBC Documentaries (e.g. Child of Our Times, Human Instinct, The Human Body)
4. Vet/rehab/medical shows
5. Cheating now, must add: Stargate (SG), love it love it love it, and also Firefly (love it love it love it) and Andromeda.; and What Not To Wear, BRITISH version w those 2 goddesses. *sigh*
Four places I have been TO on holiday:
1. London + Paris + Southern Germany + Liechstenstein (Liechstenstein, eh, London, ab fave]2. Morocco, all over
3. USA, NY + New Haven
4. Canada, Montreal + GTA
5. OH OH! Brazil, must include Brazil, bloody brilliant! Brazilian men don't hurt none.
Four websites I visit daily:
Daily? Sad.
1. Technical websites (don't ask)
2. Gmail for latest news on exam-related thingies (don't ask)
Meh.