October 12th, 2005


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I'm just not meant to get to sleep, am I?

I stay up too late. I work too much, and when I FINALLY have time to sleep (at 1 pm in the afternoon, an ideal sleeping time), I can't. Life blows sometimes.

Today I:
~Straightened my damp hair. I hate taking a shower at night for the sole purpose of having dry hair in the morning, and then still having to dry it some. I need to make sure its down and crazy while I sleep, so then when I wake up it will be dry. Incredibly curly and messy, but dry.
~Tutored language. We worked on relative pronouns, antecedents, and tenses. Without telling her that we did. That kind of word confuses people. Besides, the GED doesn't have "name the predicate nominative in this sentence" it has stuff like, "which word goes best here?" So, we did a lot of that. And subject-verb agreement. ::Nods::
~Tutored math. We worked on percents, mostly, and I came up with some good ways for my student to turn percents, decimals, and fractions into one another. To me it's magic, the way math works. To others its a brow-furying obstacle they have to conquor to start their Cosmetology classes at Lively.
~Cleaned out my car. Finally. I threw away lots of crap that I didn't need in there, and brought other stuff inside. I need to go to a gas station with a vacuum to do the rest, but I'm satisfied for now.
~Washed my car. Bob's so pretty now :)
~Thought about going running, but don't want to mess up my hair (because I'd have to take a shower) before Kol Nidre services tonight. I'm gonna go with straight, bangs down.
~Talked about my hair too much on LJ

Tonight should be good. chapstickqueen is coming over and then we're going to Kol Nidre services together. Yay new Jewish friends :). I'm scared, though. You guys that know me know how incredibly odd my family is. Especially my dad. And ESPECIALLY when he shouldn't be so weird around new people. He's freaked out more than a friend or two. Wednesday, he actually took out a bottle of irish cream liquor (keep in mind my parents rarely if ever drink) and offered some to beckyaya as she was leaving. And of course, Indira won't ever eat at my house because of the continuous successiion of hairbands that my dad has shot into her food over the years.

Anyway, so Kol Nidre is tonight. The holiest night of the year. The one night you wear a tallit the ENTIRE year. I don't feel it. I mean, I've been thinking about all my sins this past year, and have atoned for them, but it feels like Yom Kippur has come and gone, and yet it hasn't even started. I guess I just feel done with that chapter. I closed it on Rosh Hashanah. It seems odd to come back to it now. :-/

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I just ate some gummy savers, because they were sitting on my desk. I chewed, and then I ran to the bathroom to spit it out. In the ten minutes I've been home after Kol Nidre services, I had somehow forgotten I was fasting. Holy crap.

chapstickqueen came to services with us. My dad was incredibly normal (which, ironically, was very weird). Gena's really awesome, also, and the only other person I know that hates coffee but loves coffee shops. We're a rare breed. But, our breed rocks, and cuts bangs over high holidays.

Services in the morn, the aft, the eve. Tomorrow's gonna be a long, hungry, meaningful day.

Vivi, I have your tallis. You left it at Shomrei Torah. Either that, or I stole someone's tallis that looks like yours.