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Wow, what a weekend! Let's start with Thursday. Thursday was Jew Date. It was interesting, to say the least. I got to Hillel early, as I was supposed to, and Adam was there. That made things slightly awkward, but it kind of always does, anyway. Sometimes, he is incredibly nice and friendly, and other times, I am dirt. Anyway, Rachel says that I am not allowed to talk to him anymore, because he is too mean and stupid.
So I did not have my full ten dates, as things were awry at the end, but it was okay. I did not get all of my "requests," but that was okay as well. I dated Jeff Forman, who lives in Boca, which is near me in Florida, so that's kind of cool. But I already knew Jeff. There really was not anyone at Jew Date that I was terribly interested in, anyway. I left there at about 11:30 P.M., and I drove Rachel's friend, Heather, home. I saw Aaron G. on 24th street, and when he saw my car, he gave me a look. Get over it.
Friday morning, I left for work at 8:15 A.M. with the anticipation of snow, as it was forcasted. It was supposed to remain in the 30s all day (finally), so I brought my down coat, as I was going to be wearing a skirt, and I brought my gloves in case of a snowball fight. I worked until 4:30 and made my way over to Hillel. Rachel wasn't sure if she was going to show up, but then I saw her, and I was so happy, especially after the debacle earlier in the week. At dinner, even if I was invited, I no longer wanted to sit with Arthur, et. al. Instead, I sat with Rachel, Sarah, Eran, Yoni, Adam (I forget his last name), Sam, and a bunch of other people.
After dinner, people were going over to Sarah's house to drink and such, and since I promised to go the next time I was around, that would be this time. Besides, Yoni and I had been flirting all night, and who knew what could possibly happen? To make things shorter, Eran and I were pretty much the only sober ones. It was a really fun night, nonetheless, and digital cameras are REALLY fun. I also made flutes out of a bunch of beer bottles, and Basil Garlic Explosion dip was a real hit, and I had a foccacia in the car, anyway.
Lorna's boyfriend, Chris, bought some cheap liquor of some sorts, and we went out on the porch and watched him blow it out over a lighter, and he was then breathing fire. That was really cool, and Eran took a picture that he is going to e-mail me, as well as other pictures from the night.
I started to get tired, as I left my house at 8:15 A.M. and had not been home yet, so at I was calling it a night at 1:15 A.M., especially since we had yet to have any sort of flurry (or so I thought), so I tried to get home before it snowed (snew?). When I walked out the front door, it was coming down pretty hard. I jumped up and started screaming, "It's snowing, it's snowing!" We all went outside and were playing in the snow. I still cannot believe that Eran had never seen snow before. Yoni hit me so hard with a snowball that I couldn't move my jaw for a while. Eran and I picked up some of the for rent signs that litter most every apartment building in West Campus, and we went sledding down the hill by the tennis courts at 24th and Lamar. As I was driving down Lamar today, I realized that behind Sarah's apartment is a much bigger, better hill. Oh well, I know for next time. In the process of doing everything else, I saw Alan, who is coincidentally Sarah's ex, and he invited Eran and me to spend the night, as I was NOT going to drive home in the snow on a Friday night with drunkards and people that do not know how to drive in the snow. So, by about 3 A.M., I called Alan, and I spent the night at his place (no, I was on the airbed, and NOTHING happened. I do not think I would have let anything happen anyway). I couldn't sleep (damn you soda, probably because I never drink it), but I finally fell asleep sometime after 4 A.M.
My internal body clock woke me up at 7:30, so I left and went to Whole Foods...in the same clothing I wore the day before...because I thought Yuli was working in the morning. Geoff gave me a look, but whatever. He's my boss, and he knows that I have spent the night away from my house before (cough, cough). I went home, did some shit here, and I left for the Westlake Farmer's market. I got some good veggies, eggs, and salmon jerky. Yummy. I drove to try to find my hair products that you cannot get anywhere in Austin, and that was unsuccessful. I went to REI to test-drive the backpack I want. They put 15 lbs. worth of weights in it, and I walked around the store for about half-an-hour. It was so cool. I'm going to buy it next weekend.
I did a bit of grocery shopping, and then the fun began. I went to a toy party! Yeah, sex toys! It was sooo cool. I had never seen a vibrator or anything in person before, let alone handled one. Wow, they were cool. I could not believe how powerful some of them were. By far, the tongue was the absolute coolest. If a guy's tongue could do that, no woman would ever again buy any toys or cheat. I really wanted some good head gel or something, but I don't have anyone to use it on. 0:)
At the party, I met Rachel's friends, Kelsey and Christina, as well as this girl Leslie. All five of us went to Chili's for dinner. Christina had about eight glasses of wine, so she was pretty tipsy. She even had one while we were waiting for almost two hours for a table. We went to the bathroom, and a waiter was following us, asking what was in her cup. None of yo' business, foo'.
It was fun there, especially since Christina was drunk and just wanted to get back to her tingling nipple gel. At the party, we tried that, and I think everyone but me actually put it on their nipples. The lady told us to put it on our lips, too, and that was weird and tingly. It took forever to get the food and such, and I was soo tired, running on three hours of sleep. But, they forgot to charge us for our appetizer, which was still cheap, but after tax, it was only $30 for the five of us. Not too shabby. I eventually made it home, and today, I just cleaned, built for the Block Party, and got the food that I didn't get last night. The worst part of the day was the stupid motorola marathon, as it took me 1.33 hours to get to Hillel/campus. Fuck you, Riverside. Get me out of this hell hole.
Note: This is the abridged version of the weekend, for more info., ask me.
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