back in l...ondon

So, I've officially gotten permission from my mother to say where I live, London. That's going to be the closest anybody will ever find out that I live, though. Nothing else! Nothing, I say! Muaahahaha...^.^
So, I'm back. I've been back for a while, but first I was too tired and my knee hurt too much (yes, it even affects my fingers! :P). And then I got sick. It was only one throwing-up, but my stomach hurt for ages after it. :(
Maybe it was that deadly combination of mango pickle...and wasabi peas...and soy milk. Actually, I drank the soy milk to prove to my parents that I didn't like it. I guess I really did prove it, because it was the soy milk that really did me in.
Not that my parents were supportive. Actually, they were mostly trying to get me to throw up more. Queasy people don't read.
Tata: Blue, are you hungry?
Me: I'm not hungry because I'm SICK! And I can't get myself to throw up more!
Tata: Here's some bread with raw liver on it. (Hands me pátê)
Me: BLUUUURGH! You're evil!
Queasy people can start reading again.
Anyway, by the next morning I was fine. I got my revenge on Tata by telling him repeatedly while we were watching "Love and Death" that he looks just like Woody Allen, especially with those glasses. But honestly, it's either that or Tom Lehrer! (If I were him, I'd choose Tom Lehrer...when he was young, obviously! :P)
Anyway, I was well enough in the morning to go to the service. Of course, it turns out that barely anybody was there. Not even the rabbi. So they had this guy who was obviously not trained to be a rabbi go up and lead the service. Now, it is true that Jewish tradition teaches that anybody should be able to go and lead a service just as well as a rabbi. But after this I have learned the ground-breaking fact that not all people should.
Anyway, at the kaddish my mother was talking with this person who was gesturing so wildly with the newspaper she was holding right in my direction. Nice, huh?
Anyway, we had a nice ramen lunch (I LOVE ramen...) And we went to the libraby and I got a really interesting book. The Uglies by Scott Westerfeld. I thought that it would last me 2 days, and then I finished most of it in about 2 hours! That's usually a sign that I like the book...
Well, dinner's ready! Byee!

Listening to "Never Forget You" by the Noisettes (the singer for that band has a really cool Mickey Mouse haircut...),
Blue