stuffed and glazed

i watched most of the devil's advocate again, because a quote from it is sampled in an awesome trance tune i got hold of. so i had to.

in the early evening i missioned off to ramat hasharon - took everything relaxed, made it there about half an hour early. i spent that half-hour sitting in a park listening to crazy trance, then went to the restaurant.

it was a great evening. i'm TOTALLY jealous of the birthday girl - her birthday present was to go skydiving. DAMN!!! great video they took, as well.

the - food - was - amazing. bloody good, and there was tons of it. stuffed ourselves. i didn't get much of a chance to speak with her - i actually do miss her a bit. just a little. her boyfriend came up to me afterwards to apologize that we didn't get a chance to chat. i'm a bit jealous of him too, he's about to finish the pilot's course. respect.

in the middle of the evening, totally at random, her grandmother (who's one of the few people who actually knew about us) shouted at me "pick one!" and looked meaningfully at her sister's friends. there was a moment of silence, i think i was less embarrassed than most of the others, including the girls :P

it's a bit frightening to think that they're all going into the army already. time flies!

some of the cousins gave me a ride to the lizard. it was a really good evening, chilled and with a few good looking girls. i missed a pretty good opportunity, but that's kinda definitive of me. danced a bit, chatted a lot, drank a bit, and finally got a ride home. i'm now going to shower and sleep, before the rather important meetings i have in the morning to decide my next year and one day.

i just finished one of those missions i was complaining about, so i'm alright. funny how gta2 can really get my adrenaline going!