it's my damn party--

---and i'll complain if i want to.

Tonite is my Hebrew birthday, the 15th of Tamuz. I once dated a girl named Tamuz. She sing real good. But now I don't date Jack Shit. I sit in a trailer and listen to things exploding in Gaza and sleep a lot and wonder wonder wonder what the secret is.......

My roommate, David Ivan Fuchs (David Yisroel ben Ari) left for the United States and Canada this evening. We've been getting close. He's just a sprout (a wee 24), but we get along famously. Now it's just me and Squeakers in this big, lonely trailer.

You know that feeling you get, the night before a big cold comes on, that "it's the night before a big cold comes on" feeling?? Kinda icky, but not too bad? I've had that every night since Thursday. Thank God no real cold, right? On the other hand, blech.

I signed up for Jdate once again, after 2 highly successful rounds as a Jdater: 6 weeks in June/July 2004, and 3 weeks in January, 2005. Those two bouts led to several near-engagements, a couple of orgies, one epic poem in alternating haiku/sonnet form, a free meal at the Staten Island Court House and a broken pinky toe.

None of which is true.

What's really awesome (read: tragic, lame) is that all the Israeli girls who sign up for jdate don't bother writing anything about themselves. They all just click the box that lets you know they like Dim Sum, tell you how tall they are, then post a few pictures. Ugh.

I want mom and valerie to get on Jdate too, so they can share the joy and fall in love as well.

Whatever happened to organically meeting someone magical, like on television? Oh yeah- I did that a few times this year. People get hurt.

I think there's an Apache helicopter flying by outside my window.

I am gassy, and my nasal passages are achy, and I am not really in such a bad mood as you might think, but it's my Hebrew birthday, and I just want a little cuddle and maybe some noodle soup, fer chrissakes.

So if you know a hot, single, liberal-minded young sizzler of a gal who loves noodles, movies about transvestites and living in the Occupied Territories, send 'er here to wanderingstuDOTcom!!!
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In other news, me and my roommate David Fuchs saw Cars last night. I don't care what some fancy reviewer has to say, that was a solid, feel-good flick. Go see it.

and since we're talking about movies about vehicles, i posted this entry, then got an email from valerie, who just saw this preview while seeing Pirates of the Caribbean. Here I am fighting to grow up, and Hollywood wants to keep me 11 forever. My birthday, no less!