silent night, jewish night

(pictured: (L) keri & me, (R) funnyface, clara in background)

snow came to the valley the first time this winter late this saturday night.

i worked at the store from 1 until 8 that day because of a 20% of one item sale. you really would've thought we were giving away entire train sets for free or something the way that the people in town were going nuts. i thought it would be no big deal because when i got into town at noonish on saturday (to get my hummus bagel across the street before heading to work) i noticed NO ONE walking around.

later i realized this was because they were all inside the toy store. ahh anyhow. the intensity of bagging toys for 6 hours straight was washed away later that evening.

after work i went with funnyface and some friends to our friend's debut performance with an improv comedy group on campus. and while at the after party, at about 1230am these pictures were taken.

we rushed outside and after the initial spontaneous round of "silent night," sung by four jews and...me...we were hushed and there was absolutely no sound (except for a few hugs and kisses).

this is what i love about snow. especially the first snowfall. everything is wrapped in soft, fluffy white, and even the pitch-black dark of the night sky is replaced with a yellowish glow.

today however, all of my snow has since frozen over and it's a blistery 12 degrees outside.

but, i'm not going to think about that right now. i'm going to hold the soft glow of saturday night close. if i can do that, even when it's march and the snow is brown and i'm so tired of it that i want to scream...if i can remember that silence and hope and purity of the first flake, maybe this winter won't be so bad.

season's greetings.

Its been a long time...

I've been a little M.I.A. (no one on the corner got swagger like us) lately so to clear my head and appease Mare, here we go.....

I had a blink of a relationship with a boy we'll call Super Skinny. I dont usually get attracted to guys that are a) shorter than me and b) skrawny skinny. But, with this guy, in the beginning anyways, it just clicked. Things happened pretty fast and all the sudden I was have to use the much hated words "girlfriend" and "boyfriend" again. His idea to push the titles, I was happy without. One key thing to note was that this was an interracial relationship. I've always been attracted to other races, not even stopping to consider that the person wasnt the same color, but there are a lot of subtle difference that came up that made us a very bad match. In my developmental psych class we discussed the divorce rate which is already 50% (and quite rediculous, stop getting married so young and on a whim!!) Heterogamy, being in a marriage with someone dissimilar due to a difference in ethnic background, socioeconomic status, religion, local origin, attitudes, interests, and goals. Simply reading that definition and a chart describing the most unlikely marriages made me realize, we aren't looking towards a bright future. Not that we were rushing to get married, or even discussing it, it is something to think about when you are dating someone, and why set yourself up for failure. Both of our families opposed so that was a lot of undesirable stress. And he was pressuring me to tell my family, when he hadn't told his own. But despite all the communication and compatiblity issues, I was proud to be where I was considering where I was a whole year ago. And the sex was really great. But not worth staying with someone for! I don't know what color person I'll ultimately end up with and I dont really care, there's just more to it that I originally thought, even though I'm very glad that I was able to have the experience.

In other news, I'm really proud of Aldo, and their Aldo fights Aids campaign. I recently purchased a cuff bracelet that was made based on a compilation of children's drawings. The children are orphans in Africa, either because their parent's died in genecide or from Aids. Its a beautiful bracelet and I wear it proudly. All of the procedes went straight back to the kids too. How great is that? Its a reminder to me, that my little bubble of the world is not the most important thing going on. Even though at times it may seem like it. And that there are things I can do to help make a difference.
As I type this I'm also listening to a great album called "We are together" by the Children of the Agape Choir. Its beautiful, and I encourage you to check it out.

The music--> http://us.wearetogether.org/

the bracelet--> http://www.youthaids-aldo.org/act

prop 8: the musical

i don't know if you guys have seen this clip yet. with a star studded cast of jack black, john c. reilly, and even margaret cho, prop 8: the musical is sure to delight.

prop 8: the musical

funny face is off to brandeis this weekend to perform. i'm planning on making the best of it by drinking heavily (with friends of course! not alone!)

(i'm also working most of the day on saturday.) poop. (in the potty).