Kosher for Passover: A Recent ExchangeMatt: What are you doing this weekend?
Me (Alejandra): Going home for Easter. I might hang out with (insert Jewish male friend's name) on Friday night actually. Probably go to Hoboken.
Matt: Oh god. You're so gonna have sex with him...
Me (Alejandra): No way! It's (Jewish male friend)!! And anyway, it's Passover.
Matt: So? It's not like you're made of yeast...
I've been meaning to plug this for awhile. It's Alejandra's baby (er, one of them. She also has a cat. Anais. She's in heat. It's kind of gross and Alejandra desperately wishes that Anais would "stop her sluttish writhing.")
But, you can read all about it yourself.
I've been meaning to write a blog about my bowler's anxiety, but haven't gotten around to it. There's no excuse really - I don't work anymore. Not having a job has sort of made me feel uninspired these days. That's a little depressing. But art is supposed to be depressing anyway, so maybe I'm headed in the right direction.