35 israeli old

Crazy… I was sleeping soundly on Thursday morning when my phone rang at 9:30am to wake me up (I was pretty late for work) and the secret service was calling me from my downstairs neighbors house telling me they were coming up. It was a lady, so I got up and put some shorts on and a shirt and then fixed my hair a bit (it was a lady) and then answered the door. Here I am thinking, what of the billyuns of things did they catch me for? They come in and inform me that I was a victim of identity theft. Ugh… apparently someone from allied financial was selling records of people for a nice sum of money and used this to create new identities….

Ugh. And I was leaving for Israel the next day. All my credit cards and stuff were on like some temporary freeze and they have to call to confirm that I was really me using it, but I’d be in Israel. Butt it’s okay. I think we’re all good. The secret service seems to be the only purchase of my identity so’s I think I’m good.

Thanks secret service!

I started packing for me tel aviv trip and kate came over to say good-bye and help me pack and say happy birthday. got me a little crazy and she was well drunk... stainmaker came by later in the night and we had fun. she's great.

shit.

i gotta board the plane to tel aviv now. security to tel-aviv is mighty strict. 35 is weird. all i packed in my toiletries were denture glue and bunion remover. oh well...

supposed to be picked up at the airport by my friend who's getting hitched who i used to have a major crush on... she's picking me up and we're heading north.

i fucking packed everything except for one flip flop. i have the other one and i desperately need this other flip flop. it completes like 4 outfits. you think they have havaiana's in israel.

shit.

they better.

gunna go fly now.

shana tova!