isnt is symbolic??

so im sure every1 is waiting for some awesome last day on the marc story telling. however, my story is more symbolic of my marc summer...it doesnt actually include the marc. the plan was that i would take all my moms quarters and park by the train in college park since i had 2 give back my parking thing to my brother in law. first there is 20 minutes of traffic btwn my house and the entrance 2 the highway. then i finally get to the train @ 8:13am 3 minutes b4 the expected arrival and departure of the train. i pull in2 the first spot and am "delighted" to read a sign that says: metered parking: do not park here between __pm and 8:30am. so im like dude. like the meter knows whether or not its 8:13am or 8:30 am. and i jump out of the car and start pouring quarters in. then they come back out. and then the little flag comes up and says: VIOLATION! (shout out 2 malkie's alarm system: violaters violaters! u have violated the premises please leave immediately!) so then im like fine i'll just park on the street. o wait no. u can park w.o a freaking parking pass. o and btw, even if i had come @ 8:31am, it only takes quarters for 7 hours and that only gives me until like 3:30 and thats absolutely not going 2 work. so then i drove in2 work. (after filling up w. the 3.09 gas that my brother is convinced is really water. but i luv the xtra!)

speaking of gas..heres an update from the holy chevron: "not all that is buried is treasure". now here r some thoughts that i had as i sat next 2 that sign for 10 minutes 2day. maybe it would be more positive to say that all that is buried is treasure. so even things that u want 2 4get, or things u wish u hadnt done..all those things really can teach u something...(nice seminary line rite? maybe i can ditch being a doctor and b like the rest of the females in my family and teach @ a seminary)

this morning as i was getting ready for some intense marcness (clearly this was b4 i left the house) the kiddies were watching the nefesh b'nefesh movie. now only a seasoned veteran of nefesh b'nefesh movies would wonder which nefesh b'nefesh movie i am referring 2. (so all members of barbara's kvutza or all family members who have seen it 100 times, it was the good one. the one w. bibbi and the first flight. ) neways its such a makes every girl cry movie. except i wasnt crying i was just thinking that if i was the type of person who cried @ movies i would cry. so thats like me crying. neways so then i'm feeling all israel nostalgic and sad about the news and then i go 2 work. and as im walking 2 the lab i get 2 a light. and i look 2 see what color the light is to judge when im gonna get 2 cross and i notice that the green is flickering. and im like weird. then all of a sudden the little walk man is there and i realize that it was the opposite of israel! in israel the light flashes b4 it turns green and here it flashes b4 it turns yellow. (hows that for a totally random story? i've been telling those a lot lately)

ok last thing. so im on the fone w. miriam after i left work and all of a sudden im like woooooaaaaahh in that i just almost did something potentially dumb and hazardous. so miriam assumes that it was me and shes like, what did u just do? but ha! miriam clearly doesn't know me as well as she thinks she does. in fact it was not me who almost got themselves killed crossing the street, but some random i have nice suits and carry important papers dude. basically the light turned red and some1 was about 2 run it, but then they slammed on their brakes, but they were sticking out in2 the intersection a little. but they didnt immediately reverse back, so the walk light came on and the mr. i am so important starts to cross in that the world rests upon the papers i carry so i must bolt when the light changes. (ok truth is i always walk like i'm late for my wedding, just i was on the opposite corner so the car wasnt near me) neways as he walks bhind the car since they r so far out, they slam in2 reverse and blast backwards. not like slowly reverse, but vroooooooom. so the guy pulls a move reminiscent of the time i was zooming around the corner in mmy and i almost ran in2 rabbi haber, but @ the last second i switched corners and slid past him and the entire group of girls following him cracked up @ me 4 like an hour. neways so he almost gets run over backwards, but he (and his important papers) swerve out of the way. thats when i make the noise that started this superbly long story. miriam makes fun of me and important man looks @ me, and cracks up.

ok i think that if i tell a single other story this post might go on forever. so farewell folks. i'm trying 2 avoid the epidemic of random illnesses in my house rite now. and trying 2 avoid total destruction of my room. sarielle and ruchama are coloring on the floor. rafi is dancing on my bed. and im just sitting here pretending im in hawaii. truthfully tho, i am having a lot more fun then the usual nite in smellyville.