Random thoughts...

I am waiting for the dud to warm up my water so I can have a shower, feeling primitive this morning because I can’t roll out of bed and have a hot shower on demand. Not to worry though since I am already wet all over due to a failed attempt to wash my face. I became drenched because the location of where the water comes out of the tap relative to the sink is so far away that water goes everywhere whenever you try to use the sink...why do they do that?

Reviewing plans made a few years ago to move to Israel and marry a hot Dr, mainly because all the Dr’s that work in my hospital are Russian and not hot, that and I can’t understand their Ruski accents.

I have been enjoying of late going around to Americans/Brits and telling them that Sydney airport doesn’t look like how it is portrayed on LOST. Currently also feeling lost since I have finished watching series 1 and I am desperately downloading series 2 but it is taking too much time…a plea to anyone out there who can give me series 2 episodes…

Re: Apartment issues…have been attending interviews to be a potential room mate, but sort of leave them thinking that I should have been interviewing them…my sister reminded me that even in ‘The Spanish Apartment’ they interviewed potential room mates, and I reminded her that my life isn’t a movie that she gets weekly installments of even though that is superficially how it appears, since we speak once a week and generally the conversation ends with her saying ‘let me know what happens next…’.
Next thing you know she will record my voice on her answering machine when I leave messages and play it over again like she’s taped her favourite episode….Oh wait, she already does that.

Last Saturday night as I was peering through a haze of cigarette smoke, at a friend getting harassed by what looked like a 16 year old ‘just walked off MTV I have attitude’ kid because she was in the way while we were playing a game of pool, I reminisced about smoke-free pubs/bars in Sydney. After a night out, I would come home and my hair would not be smell like an ashtray. I know there is going to be divine retribution somewhere along the line and I will most likely die of passive smoke inhalation, since I am so against smoking, until then though I will continue to advocate

I hear that shower calling me now...

Oh What A Night...

I know I said I wasn't going to put a pic up, but I really like this one!
For a different version of the evening's events check out here.

Tidbits....

Frustrations first:

I just want to give it up for the girls of 3/12 cheletz, for having me over to crash for the next however long…I so love living out of a suitcase. I am writing in my moleskin, (the preferred notebook of Van Gogh, Chatwin, Hemingway, Matisse and Céline), lists of the things that I want to decorate my room with (but do not necessarily own) when I eventually have one:
- An Armenian tiled mirror
- A fish tank
- A piano
- Fairy lights around my bed post
- My Brett Whiteley poster framed
- My Aboriginal painting
- A bean bag
- A cactus
- I want to grow, basil, mint, parsley and rosemary on my mirpeset so I can cook with them fresh.

I am so sure that Van Gogh, Chatwin, Hemingway, Matisse and Céline used their moleskins to write lists like this, or maybe they had a place to live and didn’t need to fantasize about it.

Achievements next:

I understood an entire entry in Dr’s notes today at work, a major achievement (it was in Hebrew) so that’s pretty cool. Feeling more and more like I know what I am doing which you know is always good when there’s a person’s health involved.

Israel stuff:

I was going to put up a picture up of the winter ball, I was feeling very Scarlett O’Hara in my emerald green dress, and while I was in that mood, I always have her father’s words echoing in my ears ‘…land's the only thing in the world worth working for, worth fighting for, worth dying for, because it's the only thing that lasts.’
Bearing that in mind, I can’t really ignore the evacuation of Amona last week. While I was showing off my tan (at least one hot guy noticed which made my night), other people were losing their homes or had lost their homes. People talk about ‘the evacuation’ as in from Gaza as if it was and is the only evacuation going on, but this is a continuing policy, people need t be aware and remember that.

It's just so typical

In the shared taxi on the way from the airport into Jerusalem at 3am after a 39 hour journey from the other side of the earth, there is haggling with the driver and I have to direct him around Jerusalem to drop the other passengers off and he gets pissed off with me because I drove him around in a circle as I couldn’t quite remember exactly where one place was, nevermind that it was night and I was very out of it…

Also in the taxi I met this cool guy from Minnesota who works at the community radio station there, and we sat there listening to each other’s iPOD’s which was really cool, and now I am an expert on underground music in Minnesota.

After a frustrating 9 months looking for employment, I started work last Sunday, I hadn’t even met my employer. It was all done via a friend of a friend…It’s all about who you know and not what you know…as it goes. At this place of employment I need to be approved by the Rabbi that I am not going to offend the ‘Kedushat HaMakom’,(holiness of the place) not sure exactly how you determine that, or if my degree covers that.

Walking down ‘the strip’ otherwise known as Emek, bumping into friends, ex-boyfriends that deserve to be castrated and making new friends.

Desperately seeking an apartment so I can sing Ben Kweller’s song and mean it.

People welcome me ‘back home’ and I really feel it for the first time, now that I am working in my profession, which I am so thankful for, it is so good to be working and contributing to society in a way that makes a real difference to people. Also after studying and working to save money in Australia in order to get to this point, the 5 year plan that I used to talk about seems to be coming to fruition, despite a few glitches along the way….I made it….and it feels so amazing, I had to buy myself a present, spoiling myself is such a good pastime.

I walked into a second hand bookshop to see if they had a book that I had been looking for. I requested it in Hebrew and the woman behind the counter answered me in English saying "Why don't you write it yourself? You're not the first person to ask for it dear, and it doesn't exist in Enlgish, so You should do the research and write it yourself"'. I stood in shock for a little while and then sort of turned around to leave and she adds as I am opening the door to get make a get away, "When you are ready for it in Hebrew then let me know"....It's just so typically frustrating...clenching my teeth I turned around to go and get it in Hebrew, which is what I orginally asked for....nevermind that she was wrong and it doesn't exist in Hebrew either.

That and Hamas winning a 'democratic' election made my week.