one cow many pastures
Classes end on December 7th, I’ll have a week to say goodbye to everyone, eat at Amy’s Place one last time, get one last cup of coffee at SPoT Coffee.
UB Takes their dear sweet time with the whole diploma thing, mine is Dated February 1, 2008…but I’ll be on The Island before that…and after this sumer, I’ll have a greater indicator as to when I can make the big move (so no ticker for that yet, since I don’t have the date).
I know my questions sound ridiculous, but these are every day things that I have questions about:
1. Are you able to buy caffeine pills in Israel…if so, are they over the counter…if so, do they sell an Israeli Version of No Doz…if so, what is the price in Shekels or US Dollars and roughly how many per bottle
(not that this is a major requirement in my pursuit of life, liberty and happiness…but after you’ve been consistently carrying no-doz in your bag since you were, oh, 13 it’s sort of nice to know that you won’t have to give up certain vices)
2. What brand of mints do you carry with you (I’m a compulsive mint sucker…it’s a trade off for not smoking and the number one way to avoid colds according to Dr. Wolk — the more moist you are, the less sick you get, and as the sign on his desk says, “conserve water, drink martinis” ). I ask because I’m assuming I’ll have to switch brands and I’m a creature of habit (much like those who have smoked the same brand of cigarette for years) so I’m trying to get a consensus on what I should try before I purchase a few and pick the one I’ll stick with. I’ve actually had the same meal at Amy’s Place every time I’ve gone in there, since Freshman year and I wear the same brand of shoes.
3. Can you show me a picture of what the prongs look like on your electronics, I want to make sure I have the right adapter.
I know my questions sound ridiculous, but these are every day things that I have questions about:
1. Are you able to buy caffeine pills in Israel…if so, are they over the counter…if so, do they sell an Israeli Version of No Doz…if so, what is the price in Shekels or US Dollars and roughly how many per bottle
(not that this is a major requirement in my pursuit of life, liberty and happiness…but after you’ve been consistently carrying no-doz in your bag since you were, oh, 13 it’s sort of nice to know that you won’t have to give up certain vices)
2. What brand of mints do you carry with you (I’m a compulsive mint sucker…it’s a trade off for not smoking and the number one way to avoid colds according to Dr. Wolk — the more moist you are, the less sick you get, and as the sign on his desk says, “conserve water, drink martinis” ). I ask because I’m assuming I’ll have to switch brands and I’m a creature of habit (much like those who have smoked the same brand of cigarette for years) so I’m trying to get a consensus on what I should try before I purchase a few and pick the one I’ll stick with. I’ve actually had the same meal at Amy’s Place every time I’ve gone in there, since Freshman year and I wear the same brand of shoes.
3. Can you show me a picture of what the prongs look like on your electronics, I want to make sure I have the right adapter.
So I’m waiting in front of Grand Central (by the 42nd street entrance), just hanging out (I was meeting Christine there because we were going to take the #7 together to Long Island City for dinner) and this NYPD SUV/Truck is sitting in front of the entrance just hanging out there.
The back door is open; gorgeous Italian cop sitting in back, gorgeous black hair and I’m just hanging out doing my thing and the cop points his finger at me and shouts “You, get over here” and he motions for me to come over and I look at him with the “who, me?” look, and he goes “Yeah, You, Get over here!” and now I’m thinking “wow, I haven’t had a guy in uniform say that to me since the black party…and he wasn’t even a real cop” so I walk over and he goes “So, did you go to Plainview High School?!” and I was like “Yes…” and the front window rolls down…
…in the front of the car, was one of the former security guards from my High School (we won’t get into the fact that, after five years, he still remembers me), so I shook his hand and congratulated him on joining New York’s finest.
So I’m waiting in front of Grand Central (by the 42nd street entrance), just hanging out (I was meeting Christine there because we were going to take the #7 together to Long Island City for dinner) and this NYPD SUV/Truck is sitting in front of the entrance just hanging out there.
The back door is open; gorgeous Italian cop sitting in back, gorgeous black hair and I’m just hanging out doing my thing and the cop points his finger at me and shouts “You, get over here” and he motions for me to come over and I look at him with the “who, me?” look, and he goes “Yeah, You, Get over here!” and now I’m thinking “wow, I haven’t had a guy in uniform say that to me since the black party…and he wasn’t even a real cop” so I walk over and he goes “So, did you go to Plainview High School?!” and I was like “Yes…” and the front window rolls down…
…in the front of the car, was one of the former security guards from my High School (we won’t get into the fact that, after five years, he still remembers me), so I shook his hand and congratulated him on joining New York’s finest.
So I’m on the [gaymiddleeast] listserv which I thought (fool that I am) would contain more than just “hey, want to have butt sex” “butsex! omgz buttsex is amazing!” “zomg, lets have lots and lots of buttsex!” postings (I mean, I get the need to hook up, but…politics, coffee nights, underground parties, all these can be fun too…).
So, in one entry today the person posts the following:
i’m 29 yo, 175 cm tall, 65 kg weight, i’m slim, 8 inch cock, and
working in khobar as proffessional Engineer. im Mix Bahraini-Saudi
And I just found it interesting that they use the metric system for height and weight…but inches for cock length.
So I’m on the [gaymiddleeast] listserv which I thought (fool that I am) would contain more than just “hey, want to have butt sex” “butsex! omgz buttsex is amazing!” “zomg, lets have lots and lots of buttsex!” postings (I mean, I get the need to hook up, but…politics, coffee nights, underground parties, all these can be fun too…).
So, in one entry today the person posts the following:
i’m 29 yo, 175 cm tall, 65 kg weight, i’m slim, 8 inch cock, and
working in khobar as proffessional Engineer. im Mix Bahraini-Saudi
And I just found it interesting that they use the metric system for height and weight…but inches for cock length.
21 Days until Israel and it feels like an eternity. I’m so, so, so excited. Overall, I’ve had a stressful day (work wise) but I think I just finished with the last of the emails that needed to be sent so that’s a good thing (as it now means I can read for a bit, drink some coffee and head to bed).
Mom & I dropped off my Birkenstocks to get repaired at the store in Huntington Yesterday which is good (my clogs were almost totally busted from abuse) fortunately, for $50.00 + $5.00 shipping, they repair all damage, repair the cork, re-seal everything, and ship it to your front door cleaned up, repaired and as broken in as you left them. There’s really no reason to ever own more than one pair of the same style, ’cause they’ll last you for life if you take care of them. Mom and I finished most of our other errands today too (I got my glasses back from Repair as well, which was nice since they were under warranty so it was free). I still have to go get a kilt pin and a water bottle and some hemp string, but that can happen later this week.
Today Mom & I are having Sushi at a late lunch after appointments early this morning; I have an appointment Wednesday Night which is currently dicking over some of my previously laid plans (that whole mice and men thing) so I’m not thrilled about that either. On Thursday Dad’s getting honored by the UJA and on Friday Dad and I are having a Father & Son Day at the shooting range (nothing says family times more than looking through a laser scope at paper targets and breathing in the smell of gun powder …) and I return to Buffalo on Saturday.
Despite having all of my grades, I can’t bring myself to relax until they’re in the system even though I know what the grades are. However, next week brings forced relaxation and de-stressing and interpersonal things (like cuddling) and then the next week brings me to Israel…so, all good things really.
I also found my iPod…in the usual place I put it away; being a creature of habit I lost it where it belonged…the other day I freaked out because I thought I lost my glasses…and in a way I did…they were lost on top of my head.
Okay friends, time for Coffee and then Bed.
21 Days until Israel and it feels like an eternity. I’m so, so, so excited. Overall, I’ve had a stressful day (work wise) but I think I just finished with the last of the emails that needed to be sent so that’s a good thing (as it now means I can read for a bit, drink some coffee and head to bed).
Mom & I dropped off my Birkenstocks to get repaired at the store in Huntington Yesterday which is good (my clogs were almost totally busted from abuse) fortunately, for $50.00 + $5.00 shipping, they repair all damage, repair the cork, re-seal everything, and ship it to your front door cleaned up, repaired and as broken in as you left them. There’s really no reason to ever own more than one pair of the same style, ’cause they’ll last you for life if you take care of them. Mom and I finished most of our other errands today too (I got my glasses back from Repair as well, which was nice since they were under warranty so it was free). I still have to go get a kilt pin and a water bottle and some hemp string, but that can happen later this week.
Today Mom & I are having Sushi at a late lunch after appointments early this morning; I have an appointment Wednesday Night which is currently dicking over some of my previously laid plans (that whole mice and men thing) so I’m not thrilled about that either. On Thursday Dad’s getting honored by the UJA and on Friday Dad and I are having a Father & Son Day at the shooting range (nothing says family times more than looking through a laser scope at paper targets and breathing in the smell of gun powder …) and I return to Buffalo on Saturday.
Despite having all of my grades, I can’t bring myself to relax until they’re in the system even though I know what the grades are. However, next week brings forced relaxation and de-stressing and interpersonal things (like cuddling) and then the next week brings me to Israel…so, all good things really.
I also found my iPod…in the usual place I put it away; being a creature of habit I lost it where it belonged…the other day I freaked out because I thought I lost my glasses…and in a way I did…they were lost on top of my head.
Okay friends, time for Coffee and then Bed.
Until Yaoi North…
…Holy Mother of Moses…I have a ton of work to do…
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