" 'ello, sult an' bahry..."

so rel & I basically just have each other - esp when Alex is out of town. & the first time we hung out we got gross NY pizza (aka the only kind of pizza i'm going to ever want to eat in my life) and got snapples. Well, that was August 28th. which makes February 28th, today, our 6th month anniversary. We get excited and make a big deal over basically everything, so we made each other cards (mine reading "Roses are red, violets are blue, I love you as much as your mother, and not b/c we only have each other." I know. Brilliant.) & decided to finally go to A Salt & Battery. Everything was British. They were playing british talk radio about football - euro style! the people working there were british & quite jolly good. The food was bloody delicious (ew, i'm not sure if bloody works there). I got the cod & Rel the shrimp & then we shared an order of chips. b/c how could we have fish & chips w/o the chips. I'm also a huge dork, so naturally I googled the hell out of S&B and everyone and their mom gushed over how amazing the deep fried mars bar were. my arteries wanted to kick my ass, but we ordered one to split. Well it was so good - I prefer it to snogging. (Okay, I'm way bad at british slang & I'm forcing it to make it work. If my American to British Dictionary is correct, I actually like snoggin more than the dessert...but I'm going to pull a tim gunn and make it work.) God it was so so delicious & I'm sure it was also so so bad for me.

I felt like I was running around all day, which I weirdly really enjoy. I had 3 classes today, one of which was frustrating b/c I practiced something wrong, so I have to redo HOURS AND HOURS of practice. okay, maybe not hours. whatever, its annoying. & then my song for vocal rhythm section wasn't that bad. eh, I just need to pick a better fun song for next week. Then I went shopping, but don't get too excited. I only bought my favorite salad dressing (which is only exciting to me) and a mic & cable for it. Now I'm a real singer :)
Alex is stuck in Puerto Rico! He was suppose to come home on Sunday, but all flights into the city have been canceled until wed afternoon b/c of the snow (wtf? snow?. I'm excited to see him b/c I haven't been seen him for 6 days! ah! I wasn't prepared for this!

Oh, and we all thought this was funny. & so true:
      My best friend Anna is a single New York gal. She drew an analogy for me to better understand her singledom predictament.

"Rachael, here's the deal. I'm like Anne Frank's older sister in the Play Anne Frank's diary. The Franks and that other family (the name escapes me) are living in the Dutch attic. Food rations are meager. At one point in the play all they have to eat is some slightly rotting kale. All the characters in the play, except for Anne's older sister, manage to choke down the slightly rotting kale because they have nothing else to eat. Anne's older sister is loosing weight daily. She's starving, and yet she still won't eat the vile, slightly rotting kale. Her mother pleads with her to eat the disgusting kale because that's all there is to eat. And yet Anne's older sister won't touch it.

Rachael, I am Anne's older sister. The slightly rotting kale are the gentleman callers I have to choose from. I am starving for sex and afffection, maybe even some romance, but I'm not eating the slightly rotting kale. "

I suggested that Anna go out and get something else to eat. She responded, "I can't I'm stuck in the attic!"

uh god i hate flu season

I woke up today and felt so disgusting. My throat started hurting last night, but I didn't think much of it because sometimes it does that & then I sleep & my throat heals itself. HOWEVER, that was not the case. I woke up at 9 for my Portuguese class. 9 o'clock on Saturday morning for a class. yea. My nose was all stuffed up, my throat killed every time I swallowed, and I had a headache. & anyone that knows me, knows that I DON'T get headaches. Oh, and I also had a fever, but I always feel like fevers don't count b/c its not making me misserable. the hicups are more vile than a fever. Whatever. So I went through the whole "oh god, i hate being sick" bit, drinking throat coat, and layed in my bed (which is about 23462346°F) b/c I was determined to feel better. I stayed in all weekend & we were going to go to Lips b/c it looked like a good time & its really amazingly close to where I live.
WELL, GUESS WHAT I MISSED? ONLY THE COOLEST EVENT OF THE YEAR: THE NYC PILLOW FIGHT @ UNION SQUARE. Uh, I'm so angry at myself. I had it written on my calendar.

Last night, Alex and I went to La Taza De Oro which is this Puerto Rican diner & its so good. When we go there, we get rice & beans, meat, bananas, and avocados. I don't know why I haven't had Puerto Rican food before b/c its so good. & Isn't bad for you.
Then we came back & I watched the office (OMG, seriously, Roy? Seriously? Pam wanted back into the relationship & you go ape shit @ the bar? Not cool, not cool. I'm worried about Jim b/c, c'mon, Roy works at the warehouse. Jim needs to seek refuge...like in my bed oh, snap!)
My mom was trying to get her camera to work with her computer. This was hilarious. The hilarity doubled when my mom & Amanda got on Amanda's camera together. The tree of us were basically laughing non-stop the whole time we were talking. Then Greg came in and said that Amanda had to start packing b/c she was leaving for China tomorrow (aka today).
Yes. Today. uh god, I hate crying, but I did for like two hours today b/c my sister is leaving for China, which is weird that I was so upset b/c our good bye happened in January, so its not like our goodbye is happening now. Okay, I'm rambling, and I know that the only one really reading this is Amanda, so...Amanda, I love you so much and I just know that you are going to be amazing. Your fabulousness will translate. But, you are throwing the Mohar's universe totally out of wack. I mean Dad cried. Dad cried, Amanda. I didn't even know Greg had tear ducts.

Basically I love New York like its my job, but I kinda would rather be in Ohio w/ my mom & sister

what up haley j

I totally saw Haley Joel Osment today on the street. He was that freaky little kid in the 6th sense, or if you are into celebrity gossip like I am, he was that guy who got stones and got into an accident after a Muse concert (how very hip of you Haley J). He had this gross long black coat on, which went perfectly with his gross long hair. He still had that weird dough-y face and was surprisingly short. This experience is worth documenting b/c he was hard core staring & slowed down when he walked passed the sex shop on 6th ave in between 14th & 14th.

so instead of sitting in my room all day & feeling sad and sorry about how lonely i was, I decided to get out.
First I bought a pair of black ankle books. i don't really need a reason for it. I just saw them and they were 13 dollars - jackpot. And I put on a more stylish outfit because I wanted to go walk around in soho :)
It was a long walk down there & seemed even longer b/c of the ice & cold & such, but totally worth it. I love soho. I totally want to live there in a few years (i'm perfectly content living in the more expensive west village since i'm not paying for any of it). I finally made it to Housing Works Book Store which I had been wanting to go to for a while & today was the perfect day. It was a totally cool place. Not only is it full of cool books & coffee (shit, what a fantastic combo) but its full of intellectual soho-ians. I picked up a few books and sat down at a little table to try and decide which one. Behind me, three people were sitting over coffee discussing non-traditional racism and then its relation to religion. This might seem overly/sickenly pretentious, but it wasn't. The people next to me were talking about art and a funny encounter at D'Agostinos. and the 5 people behind the counter were sarcastically bouncing off jokes about burning money & if there was a fine for it. I decided to get "Intro to Buddhism," and got a nice warm cup of coffee to go with it. I can't wait to find another reason to get down there.
Since I wanted to make the yoga class at 7, I took the subway back. I ran down the steps for the prince street stop, and the train was there exactly when I got down the steps. So I swipped and ran onto the train as the doors were closing. GOD, IT WAS SO NEW YORK OF ME!
& then i took power yoga, which is exactly what its called. So its the whole relaxation and downward-dogging (which honestly still sounds like a sexual thing), but its a little faster and extream, so it makes you feel like you are a bit more powerful doing the warrior two pose (which honestly still reminds me of Paige & student teacher Mr. O).
Then I ate a salad & did homework.
ha okay, I am pretty lame, but whatever...

ehh

sorry apple headquarters was an asshole and deleted my hard drive. so i haven't really been in the mood.

Last night we went to The Dirty Disco. We meant to go to Plumm, but instead we went to a place next door. Despite an incident that led us to leave a little bit earlier than we'd want to, I had fun. I totally felt like I was at a high school homecoming again, but the dj was a million times better.
Alex & I went to the Y for yoga today. AH! it was so perfect. My mom and I use to do yoga at night and in the morning, but this was ten times better. esp the 15 min of relaxation.
k to be honest, I don't really feel like writing, so...