cleansed and purified

now *that* was soul music. i haven't been to a party that solid since my last vortex, and while it obviously doesn't compare it was incredible nonetheless. shiva chandra has been one of my all-time favourites since i first heard mendrum, and i got to hear him live when he was in israel in 2001 - tonight he just proved that he's still got it going on!

quick recap for friday: i had to go to the post office to pick up my phone account which apparently couldn't fit into my postbox (our postman doesn't *do* folding), then to orange to discover that they couldn't repair my phone without me having to wait four days for it, and i waited an hour to talk to the agent for five minutes to cancel my second line and argue about nonsense.

waiting for the bus i saw a man who, if caught by the fashion-police, would be put in front of a firing squad for crimes against humanity. ugly, brown, badly-fitting trousers, a tight bright red sports shirt and smart clown-shoes. shocking.

i met up with the kid and we went to organize our snowboarding insurance, luckily they convinced us to hold our horses because afterwards when i got in touch with my cousin she organized us a far better deal including travel insurance. which is really stupid not to have.

breakfast was a non-tortilla tortilla and it was very messy. i spent the day a'chillin', a'playin', a'workin' on my canvas (almost done - i'm so far happy with the results!), and just generally being a layabout.

back to the good stuff:

we were supposed to be on one of the lists for free entry, but the girl at the door gave us a hard time and eventually we paid the 80 NIS cover (i don't know how to spell the "french" version). it was well worth it. the guy who's list i was supposed to be on - gco, who we met up with a while back - connected me and the kid with his sister and niece (extremely foxy niece). we all had a great and highly entertaining evening (and breakfast), the kid's lost his trance virginity, and just walked home on this perfect saturday morning for a good day's deep sleep.

the day's so pretty it stirs guilt and jealousy for my not being outside and awake to enjoy it! so i shall leave open a window to the chilly, still air.