o what a night
so in burlington vt, after a night of pot, LWord, original ben and jerry;s and gravy fries...we have everything in the world to look forward to...samantha and i get up and go on a drive...its warm and snowy...perhaps we shall climb a mountain, or ski, or eat maple syrup from the tree...oh no....we get into a car crash...ALWAYS WEAER SEAT BELTS...we would have both been through the wind shield EASY..passengers side (my side) gets pushed back a foot and we're in someones yard. NO ONE STOPS...3 PRO LIFE sticker fucks drive by...trying to look the other way...and samantha in shock (me with wip lash) starts screaming "OMGODDD TERRI>..WILD BOARS!!!!" i look, and really there were BEAR SIZED black turkeys trapping us in our car for an hour whiule we wait for triple A. a good looking punk tow truck guy comes, and after hours of fighting with parents, tow truckers, triple A's ....we make the sketchy ass decision to get int o a tow truck and go to boston with the car...it has been hours...and we are just leaving VT...we get to new hampshire...and get dropped off at a twilight zone mcdonalds...its "diner style" sparkly booths, a jukebox...so we make the best of it...say a prayer over some super sized fries (large fries that is) and put on music...we got the place dancing...all 2 of us...i felt like i was in a movie...and i realized that samantha is the best...i know i have a soul mate when we've had such a shitty tear filled soar boned day...and we can still make the beszt of it....its what ive been missing with a lot of poeple lately and i thank god for her...so eventually they kick us out...and we go out dirty dancing into her bent ass car...and smoke a pack...and read shel silverstien till the next tow truck arrives...he brings us home and we shoot the shit...its fun riding in this truck now that ive changed my attitude...its like the omni theater in front of me...we get home to tommy's garage...and passive aggressive looks as samantha freaks out waiting for a night of SCOLDING...instead...we fall into bed...and Gail comes in...her towny whiny yelling self...and says "your father smells like shmutz...im sleepin with you" i never expected this...so we are all in the bunk bed...me, gail, sammy and her kitty...laughing...and as i lay there...thinking another shabbos shot to shit...i feel alone...like im losing my spirituality all together...sam and her mom start a friendly competition of who can remember more hebrew songs and hebrew school prayers (something NOT often talked about in their house) we all laughed...and fell asleep remeniscing about being alive....gail said "your such good jewish girls"...and i feel strangely complete
all of this//when i couldnt think of a moment to write about for my class.
tonight i dine with ali, shira, sammy, maggie, molly b...my more than friends and less than lover sisters....celebrating and bowling...i dont wanna leave this
all of this//when i couldnt think of a moment to write about for my class.
tonight i dine with ali, shira, sammy, maggie, molly b...my more than friends and less than lover sisters....celebrating and bowling...i dont wanna leave this