Oh it is Penncock! Oh wait no, it's Pennock.

I just got back from a evening adventure with Chem Anna. We do this sort of thing periodically where we will drive around Montgomery and Delaware counties. Her family are all from Havertown so she has a couple of different places that she likes to go when we're out and about. This time we ventured out in a torrential downpour that turned into a inland hurricane. I didn't even realize what the weather was like until I was outside meeting Anna. Thank God I didn't wear one of my usual white shirts, I went with my Where the Wild Things Are one with Max on the front. We started out just driving along Montgomery and only got as far as Suburban Square before the fear of Baby Honda being swept away forced us into the Trader Joe's parking lot. After a dirty look from the lady in SUV next to us we bolted into the store. I got nearly completely drenched and then froze inside the store. I wouldn't walk down any of the refrigerated aisles until I had dried up. It was an excellent first part to our adeventuring. We loaded up on a snack in Baby Honda until the ran let up and then we traveled down Montgomery until we got to Ardmore where Anna decided to take a family tour. We got a bit lost until we hit Havertown and by then we were ready for round two which usually means Wawa. We've been to just about every Wawa on the right side of Township so for once we ventured down the left which mean Route 3 for us. After passing three or four Cuddy's we found a new Wawa and bought bananas. And sandwiches from the Hoagiefest menu. By then we decided that we were full and made our way back to home down City Ave. When we passed school we saw Dr. A. so I texted him and then he called us back and told us to be safe in Upper Darby. Hahaha Dr. A.'s the best!

I haven't posted in awhile and my mom noticed. She even called me and told me that she was worried about me because I haven't written about my recent goings on. Very thoughtful mother I have. Anyways I haven't written because my router died sometime this weekend while I was at work and I didn't know about it until I got home from work last night. I had to borrow a friend's internet to get some schoolwork done and then after work today I stopped at Radio Shack and picked up a nifty N band router that happened to be on sale and also a nice new power strip that expands to fit every single one of my power cords that I have on that particular side of my apartment. I'm glad I purchased it too because it looks like my old one had shorted out in certain places because electronics that I thought had broke awhile ago are now working once I plugged them into my new groovy power strip.

I also haven't posted because I've been away this past week and the internet up in the Great North can be kind of finagley sometimes and I just didn't have it in me to put up a fight while on vacation. But while I was up there I learned about Ashley Whippet. If you are like me and born after the early 80s you're wondering what the hell is an Ashley Whippet? Ashley Whippet was a whippet dog, a small version of a greyhound dog and this particular one was an ace frisbee player that began his career performing for students on the Ohio State University campus as they walked to classes. He really gained his fame as a mascot at Dodger Stadium and making appearances on Johnny Carson. One time the dog even performed the pre-game show for Super Bowl XII. Today there is an agility competition named in honor of Ashley Whippet. Now normally I don't care about frisbee dogs, but Ashley's owner happens to be a friend of my parents back in Vermont and he told me all about his famous Whippet one night at the Matterhorn, which happens to be the best place for sushi in Stowe and the only bar I actually go to when I'm in town. Best place ever, I even purchased one of their awesome shirts, well actually it was given to me because I'm a Purnell and let's face it, it doesn't get much better than that in town.

Food and Moses.

I get paid this week. I'm so excited because it's been a while since I've had any sort of extra money in my pocket and with my bills paid, that's what I'm going to have. I don't really have a burning need for anything right now but I am going to get a few things for Marg's birthday and maybe keep some cash to go out with some friends this weekend. Maybe even do some extravagant grocery shopping and cook something different. I still have a lot of chicken in my freezer that I need to use up so I'll have to look up some creative recipes. I may even have some friends over to cook with. Cooking with/for people is way better than cooking alone and for one.

I made lunch at home today. Burt my stomach. Weird, but painful. I was making pasta because I needed something quick and when I was draining the pot I moved it in the wrong direction and the water splashed on me and now it looks like I have a strip of sunburn on my stomach.

Other than my lunch burn, today has been rather unexciting. I have other work in a little while and then my Israelite Religion class. It's taught by  doctorate student from Princeton. He's a seven foot ginger viking how dresses impeccably. I took a stealthy picture of him once with my phone and sent it to Marg and if he didn't live in New Jersey I'm sure I would have gotten a late night call to go stalk his house. Marg as a problem that I have not problem fueling usually because it leads me to a Wawa sandwich. After class I'll hit the gym and then head back home to finish homework and make dinner. I have hockey in the morning down at Penn and I told Lauren I'd pick her up.

A bunch of the blogs that I follow are written by girls that are months away from being married and every week there is something new that they post about their wedding plans. It made me think about how I want cake and how much cake I could eat cake during a cake tasting and so I think that I am going to ask my friend Prada to come along as my fiance and help me eat cake. 

Marg and Sidney's excellent adventure take 35.

I just started my third blog today. Good news is I am only a contributor, the bad news is that I am receiving a grade for this, so my writing is going to be a bit more polished and content specific. The blog is done at wordpress.com which is a completely different blogging site than my other two and has certainly been a learning experience for the five of us. I wasn't completely comfortable with the idea of having to share a blog with five other people, but considering my considerable workload and that this new one is going to be significantly more important for the next four months or so, not that I will let it take away from this one or my tumblr (I'm going to try, it may end up as an epic blogging failure like this summer). Blogging with five people is also going to be a challenge for me because of my freakish control freak issues. I'm not a big fan of having to rely on four other people to get a good grade. I'm also completely unfamiliar to my group's writing styles and if they will be able to coincide with my dark and self-deprocating humor.

I LOVE My Hebrew Friend. He is the best of all the Hebrews. He is such an awesome friend and I never tell him that enough. I usually just tell him that he's a dork or that he's weird or that he's a five year old. All of these things are true of course, but sometimes I have to remember to tell him the other stuff too. You see I have been feeling a little off tonight because of a girly thing. I have crampies to the max to point where if I didn't have what I have I would say it's the flu. Yay! GO ME! (ugh) Hebrew Friend has been so nice and not complaining about how much I've been complaining. He's also offered to get me stuff to make me feel better and he's been all happy and funny, which is nice because it makes me laugh and I forget about how crappy I feel. Love you Yonni Bananas, you're definitely my favorite friend this week.

UPDATE: So I was going write this last night, but then I fell asleep so I'm doing it now. Last night after work I took the world's greatest and longest bath and watched Weeds. Bad idea Yonni! No way! Excellent idea! Afterwards I just went to bed and watched more Weeds and tried to fall asleep and was very close when Marg texted  me with one of her late night needs for ciggs and so I got out of bed and embarked on an impromptu lesbian date night. We've been doing these since freshman year and they always start out normal, have some sort of animal involvement, a wawa run, ciggs in the park, and then back to sleep. Sometimes we even have our act together and get fancy and make dinner plans and maybe see a movie. Last night I just climbed into her car around 1am after I had a little wine and we went to Wawa. We ended up going to two Wawas which was okay because I eventually go what I wanted and Marg got her ciggs. After Wawa was a trip through the park to smoke. Usually I'm like a chimney, but after one I was done. I think all the anti-smoking talk My Hebrew Friend and I have been slinging around at each other has finally started to get to me. Anyways it led the to the park. With us it always leads to the park or in this case The Bala Golf Course. That's where we met the cat. Marg has a problem with stray animals and the need to rescue them. One time we found dogs running around the commercial complex by the hotel and she had to park and chase the dogs over a hill while I watched from the car. Last there was also a raccoon. I tried to explain the dexterity and rabies aspects of raccoons but that didn't stop her from slowing down and rolling down her window to coax the animal out form under a bush. Eventually I got back to my comfy bed, about 3am, I didn't even bother taking off the billion layers of comfy clothes I had on to fight the cold. Put on an episode of Weeds (yes I realize I have a problem) and went to sleep.