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4.5.05

of jews and poetry 

Josh: you are such a schaffer

Josh: No, I don't want her tongue coming out of my mouth!
Dave: ...So then you want her tongue in your mouth?
Josh: EWWWWWWW

hahahaha you set yourselfy up for that one, Joshy darling.


There are 16 kids in my confirmation class. I realized this tonight, because for the first time in a long time, EVERYONE WAS THERE. woot. Leigh and I get to carry the Torahs in the beginning of the confirmation service which is wicked cool.

16 kids. This service is going to be...insanely long. Oh well...

Odd odd mood right now. Things are just weird. I think I'm going crazy for the umpteenth time, eh, what can you do, I'll have fun along the way.



I wrote this several nights ago, I was in a strange, poetry-writing mood and just wrote down what came to mind when I happened to look up at one point.

Across the room from me
There is a mountain dew can
Filled with water
And a white carnation
It clashes with the lamp
Which is no longer on
And by this point
Is simply part of the scenery
And I swear that dragon is staring at me
And the killer chess board
May very well invade my dreams once more
And the green lighter
Still needs to be returned
To its drawer







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