An odd evening

So after a day of doing almost nothing at all besides adding this semester's quotes to my website, I spent the evening visiting youth orchestra with Em, Will and Elizabeth. It was an odd experience: not only am I, by this point, feeling pretty removed from that world (both the intense classical music world and the high school one), but I no longer know many people there at all, let alone well. It was very nice to talk to Ventre- he was kind of surprised at my major and career hopes: he had this odd idea that majoring in Judaic Studies involved orthodoxy, or a very religious family. Well, his youth orchestra has dress rehearsals on Saturdays, I guess he hasn't encountered so many religious Jewish folks before. But well- Ventre is just darn cool. We came home and hung out- Elizabeth left at 10, Will stuck around until just afew minutes ago- he's long ago become family enough to be allowed around whenever. Dynamics there were weird: Em warps attention around herself, but kept disappearing ot talk to her boyfriend on the phone. Will- well, he can read me a bit too well. He kept picking up on my assorted minor discontentments. And he (and family) got the first invitation to Mom and my very impromptu Hannukah party Saturday night.

Speaking of which, it would really amuse me to spell that khanukah. Just because. Even if it wouldn't be right by the most academic transliteration scheme that I've yet learned, I don't think. Unless my Hebrew spelling is wrong, which is more than possible.

In any case, it was an odd evening, ending an odd day. Tomorrow- a dentist's appointment. And Saturday, I'm apparently walkign with Mom to the doctor's to get a flu shot. Lovely. I'm Really not a fan of this observance of the letter of the law but not the spirit. It's one of the real irking parts of being at home. It's something that the parents don't seem to get- they can understand following the spirit but not the letter, or the letter and not hte spirit, but not both at once, it seems. Go figure.

An odd evening

So after a day of doing almost nothing at all besides adding this semester's quotes to my website, I spent the evening visiting youth orchestra with Em, Will and Elizabeth. It was an odd experience: not only am I, by this point, feeling pretty removed from that world (both the intense classical music world and the high school one), but I no longer know many people there at all, let alone well. It was very nice to talk to Ventre- he was kind of surprised at my major and career hopes: he had this odd idea that majoring in Judaic Studies involved orthodoxy, or a very religious family. Well, his youth orchestra has dress rehearsals on Saturdays, I guess he hasn't encountered so many religious Jewish folks before. But well- Ventre is just darn cool. We came home and hung out- Elizabeth left at 10, Will stuck around until just afew minutes ago- he's long ago become family enough to be allowed around whenever. Dynamics there were weird: Em warps attention around herself, but kept disappearing ot talk to her boyfriend on the phone. Will- well, he can read me a bit too well. He kept picking up on my assorted minor discontentments. And he (and family) got the first invitation to Mom and my very impromptu Hannukah party Saturday night.

Speaking of which, it would really amuse me to spell that khanukah. Just because. Even if it wouldn't be right by the most academic transliteration scheme that I've yet learned, I don't think. Unless my Hebrew spelling is wrong, which is more than possible.

In any case, it was an odd evening, ending an odd day. Tomorrow- a dentist's appointment. And Saturday, I'm apparently walkign with Mom to the doctor's to get a flu shot. Lovely. I'm Really not a fan of this observance of the letter of the law but not the spirit. It's one of the real irking parts of being at home. It's something that the parents don't seem to get- they can understand following the spirit but not the letter, or the letter and not hte spirit, but not both at once, it seems. Go figure.