written 10/17/1999
Here I am agan after many days - so much to say, so little staying power to sit in my chair and write it all out… Let's start from Tuesday. Tuesday was good.
Tuesday was Odie's birthday, and had wanted to arrange a surprise party for him. But there were a few things I had forgotten about - 1. That Odie's friends all live in different cities and it's pretty hard to get them all together. 2. That Odie's friends all hate each other and it would be hard to arrange for them all to work for one good cause. 3. That some of Odie's friends (the primary group) are a bunch of cynical brats, and nothing is ever good enough for them. They want for other people to make plans so they can point out what's wrong with them. They do it In a very intelligent manner, so you can't really argue…. Anyway, I suddenly saw this as one BIG nightmare….
I had to think of something else. And I was so busy, too. I had a very big test on Thursday (the GMAT) housework to do, laundry, a paper I was writing for some extra moey, Cocoa's sisters wedding, heeeeeeeeeeeelp. I went to sleep on Monday thinking "laundry….. Birthday….. Laundry…. Birthday……..", and woke up thinking "Laundrybirthday".
Tuesday evening I asked Odie about 100 times when he was coming home. When he finally arrived and asked why I had been such a nag all day, I said: "Well, you know I can't carry all this stuff to the Laundromat by myself, and we don't have any clean underpants!" He seemed a bit disappointed, but didn't say anything except "you have a plotting look in your eyes…" I answered "You're very sharp".
So we go to the Laundromat and start taking out the clothes. I thought he smelled the smell of chocolate coming out of the bag, but he didn't say anything. (I was thinking he might be thinking the whole thing was a hoax, but when I would actually take clothes out of the bag he'd believe). And then I took out a blanket and spread it on the floor of the Laundromat. He said "Honey, what are you doing?" but I didn't answer - I just took out a cake and a bottle of wine and set them on the blanket. By this time he was yelling "You're crazy! You're really crazy!" and I was laying on the blanket some plastic plates and cups and cutting the cake. Another guy, who was laundering his clothes, asked "Whose birthday is it?" and we offered him a piece of cake (he didn't want any). When the guy was gone, I changed into a long dress behind the cola machine. Then I gave Odie his present - I'd wanted to get him a engraved pen but couldn't find anywhere to get one within the time limits. Instead I got him a CD - Native American chants - he'd been wanting that a long time, though he was kind of sad that I had spent money on him (or rather - on giving him presents instead of lending it to him so he could buy cigarettes). The big thing, though, was the gift card, on which I wrote "I Love You" in Dillian, which is the language he invented, for D&D. (Yes, he actually invented a whole language. It has more than a thousand words, grammar, conjugation and everything. He's been working on it for about 12 years and sometimes he forgets that other people don't know it…. That's a whole entry in itself. But I looked it up in his dictionary when he was sleeping, and he was really overjoyed to get that card).
So we're sitting there eating the cake, pissing off this 40ish guy who was walking around with a look on his face that said "Whose having FUN in MY laundromat without my permission!" We offered him a piece of cake but he didn't want any. When he finally accepted he took a bite and said "How old are you? 28? Well, I guess chocolate tastes better when you're younger!"
Then, two of Odie's friends appeared (I had invited them, but told them to come after the romantic part was over), with a Boom Box. We had to take on of the washing machines out of the socket in order to put it in, and then it was like "disco-laundromat". Me and Odie tried to dance, his friends laughed at us and Mr. 40ish just shook his head with sorrow, thinking "what happened to this quiet neighborhood? How come people like this can afford housing here!?" it was so much fun. We were starting to plan how we would someday open our own dance-club-laudromat, and empty all of the dance bars in Tel-Aviv. I was thinking how it's always such a big deal to get dressed before going out - why not have showers there too? So you can make the showering and changing of clothes part of the party - you know, shower to trance music and stuff, and then wear clean clothes from the laundry….
So.. I managed to make Odie happy, hang out with the few of his friends I like, have a fun time and still get my laundry done. But since we didn't make out on his birthday, he wasn't completely overjoyed. Well, win some, loose some. All in all it was a very good day.
And I got 750 on my GMAT. I've been pretty quiet about it, but I just had to brag to someone!!!!!
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