due to incredible fan pressure (my mom) i have decided to continue blogging. Expect a post when i feel like it, or something really stupid happens to me. K. Here's the new link:
http://iguanaspeaks.blogspot.com
pretty much, i don't use yahoo anymorei use gmail, so i made a new start blog from my gmail account. If you want to continue following my adventures, i suggest you start there.
over and out,
iguana
Monday, November 30, 2009
Monday, July 20, 2009
It's packin its bags!
alright!
the blog ist moving!
The blog will now be put up on my yahoo profile, where i hope it'll be more managable and easier to use. And won't be as public, seeing as only a few people can see it for some reason.
There ya have it!
have any questions, email me!
the blog ist moving!
The blog will now be put up on my yahoo profile, where i hope it'll be more managable and easier to use. And won't be as public, seeing as only a few people can see it for some reason.
There ya have it!
have any questions, email me!
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Yes i am indeed still alive
And i'm going to the beach! Ashdod! Isn't that vunderful?
Yes it is.
But, Doda says theres a red flag at the shore, and taht means jellyfish. Realy, jellyfish. So you can't go past knee deep, but that's okay. Im afraid of ocean water anyway, because of all the green stuff you find floatin around. You don't wanna know what that stuff is. So i figured i'd stay on the beach and make sandcastles with the babies! That sounds like fun, right? But teh kids aren't coming. It's just me and Shoham. That kinda stinks. But im sure we'll still have a blast! A beach is a beach, right? And i'm gonna take some killa pictures because, as my father claims, i have some kinda 'photographers instinct' or something that tells me when it's a good time to take a picture, and from waht angle.
Well, we're leaving now.
Buh-bye!
Yes it is.
But, Doda says theres a red flag at the shore, and taht means jellyfish. Realy, jellyfish. So you can't go past knee deep, but that's okay. Im afraid of ocean water anyway, because of all the green stuff you find floatin around. You don't wanna know what that stuff is. So i figured i'd stay on the beach and make sandcastles with the babies! That sounds like fun, right? But teh kids aren't coming. It's just me and Shoham. That kinda stinks. But im sure we'll still have a blast! A beach is a beach, right? And i'm gonna take some killa pictures because, as my father claims, i have some kinda 'photographers instinct' or something that tells me when it's a good time to take a picture, and from waht angle.
Well, we're leaving now.
Buh-bye!
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
DELETED!
sorry, ya'll.
I fear my mom too much to suffer the consquences from around the globe.
Gee, it feels like a stranglehold, doesn't it?
Well, she probably reads this blog in her spare time (since when..?).
HI MOM!
I fear my mom too much to suffer the consquences from around the globe.
Gee, it feels like a stranglehold, doesn't it?
Well, she probably reads this blog in her spare time (since when..?).
HI MOM!
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
9:33pm on the evening watch and all's well
ah, typing on a netbook. It's like all my bestest bestest dreams came true. Ugh, this thing's got a funky keyboard...please excuse the typos....
So, my best friend's sister is getting married the 28th, conspicuoisly (?) the day right before i leave for israel. Also on the 28th, my russian friend's 10th baby sibling is getting his bris. Both of these events i am not attending because a) i want to rest for my flight or something and b) namely, i don't want to.
Look, i'm not a terrible person, don't get me wrong. I don't know how to be a terrible person if one came up and mugged me. But, at the same time, i don't do very well at the awqward (cool band name)' situation. I don't WANT to be standing next to my ecstatic friend in 100 degree weather as her sister gets married! I'm not GOOD at that! Also, i don't want to be at some bris!
But I like my friends!
what am i gon do?
not to mention i can't be in two places at one time. If I could do that, i would've dominated the world a long time ago.
So the answer is, nothing. I'm gona stay inside, probably eat, or sleep, or read or pack. Or sleep. Or animate. Or just chill with my famibly. Probaby eat. Or buy stuff for the trip with my sweet american currency (currently $11).
so long, blogsphere. There's some cold meatloaf unda da fridge.
So, my best friend's sister is getting married the 28th, conspicuoisly (?) the day right before i leave for israel. Also on the 28th, my russian friend's 10th baby sibling is getting his bris. Both of these events i am not attending because a) i want to rest for my flight or something and b) namely, i don't want to.
Look, i'm not a terrible person, don't get me wrong. I don't know how to be a terrible person if one came up and mugged me. But, at the same time, i don't do very well at the awqward (cool band name)' situation. I don't WANT to be standing next to my ecstatic friend in 100 degree weather as her sister gets married! I'm not GOOD at that! Also, i don't want to be at some bris!
But I like my friends!
what am i gon do?
not to mention i can't be in two places at one time. If I could do that, i would've dominated the world a long time ago.
So the answer is, nothing. I'm gona stay inside, probably eat, or sleep, or read or pack. Or sleep. Or animate. Or just chill with my famibly. Probaby eat. Or buy stuff for the trip with my sweet american currency (currently $11).
so long, blogsphere. There's some cold meatloaf unda da fridge.
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
my nose is cold
Summer! Isn't that great? no. Allergies. My nose and throat and eyes and ears and yeah. So it's ITCHEY! YAAAAAAAAHHH!!!
PS, before you read any further please note that I am posting blindfolded due to a letter from our friends.
There are several other things I would like to blog about, but unfourtuantlye (in the sense of 'but') blogging out my growing feeling such as frustration, confusion, and sadness, would probably offend some people. For example, i went over to my besdt friend's house yesterday, and her sister's getting married next sunday. So she invited a lot of over friends there too, and that's when her sister came in. She said 'okay, so *sister*'s here, we're not going to talk about the wedding.' And then friend two says 'yeah you don't talk about the wedding, only about *chosson's name'!
Ant then she ran out of the house. So afater a while I went out to find her and she was crying her guts out becuase the whole wedding was just so tense on her, and she didn't want her sister to know that she had openly talked about the chosson. She told me someone had asked her if she was 'flirting' wit him once. That made me want to laugh. A lot. But I didn't because of how sad she was. She was afraid her sister would be mad people, because she was 'flirting'. This made me want to laugh harder, but again, i noticed how seriously she was taking these gags.
IN general, I like to be a funny person. But I realize that some people just don't know how to take a joke. But I'm NOT about to go buy a diary because 1) I am saving all my precious Amercian currency ($11) for my trip to israel next week and 2) it's much harder to write all that than it is to type blind=folded.
Good night america.
PS, before you read any further please note that I am posting blindfolded due to a letter from our friends.
There are several other things I would like to blog about, but unfourtuantlye (in the sense of 'but') blogging out my growing feeling such as frustration, confusion, and sadness, would probably offend some people. For example, i went over to my besdt friend's house yesterday, and her sister's getting married next sunday. So she invited a lot of over friends there too, and that's when her sister came in. She said 'okay, so *sister*'s here, we're not going to talk about the wedding.' And then friend two says 'yeah you don't talk about the wedding, only about *chosson's name'!
Ant then she ran out of the house. So afater a while I went out to find her and she was crying her guts out becuase the whole wedding was just so tense on her, and she didn't want her sister to know that she had openly talked about the chosson. She told me someone had asked her if she was 'flirting' wit him once. That made me want to laugh. A lot. But I didn't because of how sad she was. She was afraid her sister would be mad people, because she was 'flirting'. This made me want to laugh harder, but again, i noticed how seriously she was taking these gags.
IN general, I like to be a funny person. But I realize that some people just don't know how to take a joke. But I'm NOT about to go buy a diary because 1) I am saving all my precious Amercian currency ($11) for my trip to israel next week and 2) it's much harder to write all that than it is to type blind=folded.
Good night america.
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