Shabbat at alanscottevil's

alanscottevil is the coolest person ever. He had a billion people over for a going away Shabbat for Yaakov and Dede. And arctic_alpine and rivka_m and leftyjew were there. And so was Mikey, who I hadn't seen in months (I mean he does live there...)

We did a kabbalat Shabbat with tons of singing, and we had an awesome dinner, and we sang more (and we did your Yaq Ribon, boroparkpyro and I finally explained the whole word pairs thing).

We went to bed pretty late. I had forgotten pajamas so I wore my shirt from that day, and I borrowed pajama bottoms from Mikey. And I slept on one of the couches. They have tons of nice couches.

And on Saturday everyone went to shul except for 3 of us who stayed back.

And in the afternoon we played mafia, except it wasn't mafia but it was "werewolves on the kibbutz." Apparently last time everyone got together there was an hour long debate on the rules because everyone knew a different way of playing. The villagers won. I was the detective/nightime questioner person. And of course, I got killed since I knew that one of the werewolves was Sam. Turns out the other was leftyjew. But I didn't know.

And in the afternoon Ana, Tzvi, rivka_m and I went for a walk to the playground. It was pretty humid out.

After Shabbat we went to see "Little Miss Sunshine." It was amazing. And on the way there I learned that Sam is a fellow firefly fan (alanscottevil was using the word "shiny" as a bad word and I was pretty horrified. How can shiny be bad? It's shiny!) How did I spend a Shabbat with him and not know he was a firefly fan?

And on Sunday Tzvi gave me a ride to the metro station. And then I hung out with Stevie and we met one of his friends and played a scrabble game that lasted almost five hours. Then groovin_reuven's mom gave me a ride home since she was dropping off his little brother.

And I'm back. I feel so overwhelmed with what I have to do. I don't even know if I have all the stuff that I need to submit to Dorot to get my scholarship money (like some copy of my ticket, etc.) I'm so freaking disorganized. I don't even remember all the things I have to do for Dorot, because I had to sign the list and give it back. I have a written copy somewhere, but it's in RI. Ok. I do know I need a letter from Andrew Stewart saying I dug at Tel Dor. He's back now, so that shouldn't be a problem. And for Jewish studies I need to write some sorta research thing. Hmm. A preview of my thesis, perhaps?

But it's 11:06. I can't get much accomplished now, even if you do yell at me over IM. (Don't. I'll probably just laugh at you.) I should go to bed. Goodnight, live journal people.