I’d love to start off with a few swear-words, you know, "histoire de" (a soit disant fancier way of saying "in order to") get it out of my system. But I’ll just do it silently (everyone is asleep), from where I’m sitting, faraway from your ears and eyes… Done!
However, my potty mouth (or is it fingers? although in the latter case, the imagery is a tad repulsive...) is bound to crack, and I'm sure you'll pardon my French. Besides, I can't quite believe it's almost been a month since my first post! 
Perhaps it would be best to begin with an apology for not writing a new entry earlier… I’ve sincerely been meaning to, however, the past few weeks have been exhaustingly busy. They essentially were what I’d like to call “fourre-tout” weeks, which means that everything and anything would happen, mostly all at once. So here’s what happened in a nutshell: A LOT OF SHIT!
And then, when you top it with today… Oh today, today… yeah, well, you know: learning that yet another family member has passed and that I consequently have to decide whether to travel to NYC or not for the funeral, but then realized that I can’t quite afford it because I’m oh shit yeah: BROKE! Then you add to the mix a full moon (which is nevertheless gorgeous!), PMSing, a crazy schedule, a lack of sleep, a stubborn blister that just won’t go away (it's been a month, any suggestions?! because so far patience and rest haven't payed off!), not to forget the fact that the clerk gave me the wrong receipt and I only realized it two days later (now that I want to bring the item back, what do I do smartypants, huh?!). If all this isn’t quite a cocktail Molotov, then I don’t know what it is!
*breathe in * * breathe out*, remember the breathtaking moon and all the good times you've had with your family...
Needless to say, I haven’t had the time (perhaps except for Monk 
Time) to post a new entry. No, no, no… let me put it this way: right now I’m taking the time to write this, which virtually didn’t exist in my schedule! It’s alright, because I enjoy doing it! This being said, I feel like kicking myself for not being able to avoid my second post to be, albeit briefly, about family once again, or that it might carry a tinge of bitterness. But since I don’t dictate the course of life, I’ll just go with it instead. Hi, my name is Neyza, this is my reality, and I’m sharing it with you.
Time) to post a new entry. No, no, no… let me put it this way: right now I’m taking the time to write this, which virtually didn’t exist in my schedule! It’s alright, because I enjoy doing it! This being said, I feel like kicking myself for not being able to avoid my second post to be, albeit briefly, about family once again, or that it might carry a tinge of bitterness. But since I don’t dictate the course of life, I’ll just go with it instead. Hi, my name is Neyza, this is my reality, and I’m sharing it with you. So my dad’s great aunt has passed… which made me think of what my aunt said the other night:
“there’s only been four deaths in this family in the past 40 years. But now that those of the last generation are all aging at once, we have to be ready, that is not if, but rather when they start dropping like flies!”
Kapow!!! Reality check, right in the kisser! Just because they're family, doesn't mean they are eternal...
On a lighter note, and all logic aside, do you know which song I woke up with, in my head, this morning? “Jewish Girl”! Talk about reminiscing! For those who have no idea what I’m talking about, it’s one of my old band’s songs, which we unfortunately never recorded. The funny thing is, little did I know (trailer) it was actually Purim (wiki) today. So, if your name is Esther, more power to you and merry Purim, if that’s the saying!
Oy vey! this was perhaps a shorter entry and a bit of a rant, but still filled with goodies! Let's be honest, this was goodies galore!! Well, till the next one, my little Johnnys, be good and don’t let winter bring you down, because spring is right around the corner!
P.S.: this time, all links = mp3s. If ever a link is broken or doesn't work, notify me.
