tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55817852011-07-30T14:43:34.580-04:00Life is a daring adventure, or nothing at all -Helen KellerSnoreply@blogger.comBlogger2041100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581785.post-56183438357439590132010-06-18T12:18:00.002-04:002010-06-18T12:28:53.112-04:00

kids are being sold a basket of good that don't exist.My brother recently went out with two girls who didn't work out:Girl #1: Didn't believe when my yeshivish brother said he was supportive of her going to med school. Didn't like that her parents hadn't found out something about my family that my brother told her. Didn't have the maturity to deal with it herself, but kept going to her mother and

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Thinking of relaunching with a dif. focus. instead of being my blog about me, something i've been thinking about lately is how judaism is different / similar to other religions. And what, if anything, does that mean to the way we react and interact with being Jewish and with other religions... We'll see if I have time or the will to post though.

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NY Times Donations Page If you're wondering what you can do to help, the NYTimes has a page listing aid organizations accepting donations for the earthquake & tsunami victims in Asia. They include the Joint and the AJWS. May the world know from no more tragedies.

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At a movie theatre in Battery Park city: Two girls and a guy, standing right next to me at the concession stand, shaking up their popcorn. The Olsen twins. Of course, I just pretended to be cool, and basically ignored them, as they ignored me. This is my first real NYC celebrity siting, more or less since I don't recognize most people anyway. Though I did recognize Ben Affleck when they were

Snoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581785.post-1104186161601624552004-12-27T17:04:00.000-05:002004-12-27T17:22:41.600-05:00

*Who finds herself suffocated when a perfectly lovely guy I'm dating calls every single day? Makes me want to run screaming for the hills. I don't know him that well, but as AB says, that's how to get to know him better. And if there's one person who I think is actually sane and grounded, it would be her. So I suppose I should listen to her and be a little less uptight about this. *Who can't

Snoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581785.post-1103575673918178412004-12-20T15:38:00.000-05:002004-12-20T15:47:53.916-05:00

I truly cannot believe this! Then again, New Yorkers tend to be more than a little obsessive about their dogs. I suppose Jewish Kitsch has been taken to new levels with this one.

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have a lovely one. and happy bday to little brother... you're now legal in Canada. Except that being in Israel at the moment, I suppose that doesn't help you all that much.

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When do you know your snowboarding could use some improvement? Perhaps this completely serious (and concerned) comment from a passing skier after a particularly spectacular fall this weekend tipped me off... "Oh good! You're not dead!" Best time I've had in way too long! P.S. Anyone get the reference in the title, or is it too obscure?

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I'm not one to praise or denigrate Israel unnecessarily. And I usually just avoid referring to Israel here, since it's so loaded a topic. But this story really needs to be pointed out to as many people as possible. Is there any other culture or country that would offer rescue assistance, in an area not directly under their control, to people that were trapped and endangered while trying to

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But if you're at work, put on your headphones. You don't want this blaring for your office to hear...

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approximated conversation with friend #1: Friend: Where can I find X & Y's wedding registry? Me: oh, they're registered at store Z. Friend: Actually, I can't remember if I got them something or not. How could I find that out? Me: Um... Ask them? Friend: That would be weird. Me: And getting them 2 gifts would be normal? *** approximated conversation at work, with my current manager and former

Snoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581785.post-1099600560689966352004-11-04T15:33:00.000-05:002004-11-04T15:56:01.356-05:00

http://www.marryanamerican.ca You can get flu shots AND poutine. Life just doesn't get any better, eh?

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Conflicting reports on arafat's condition. Either way, if peoople are arguing whether you're dead or alive, your prognosis probably doesn't look that great. My favorite quote thus far comes from CNN, which leaves this gem unexamined: Arafat's senior adviser, Nabil Abu Rudeineh, dismissed reports that the 75-year-old leader was in a coma, calling them "rumors." "He is in the intensive care unit

Snoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581785.post-1099412593261948882004-11-02T11:16:00.000-05:002004-11-02T11:23:13.260-05:00

Went to vote this morning, and a little old lady in front of me was signing her name. She then asked the person registering everyone what the date was. The following is their conversation: 'It's the second.' 'Oh. Of which month?' 'Um. November.' 'OK.' (pause) 'What year?' My feelings? When you lose track of the year, it might be time to retire from voting.

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As a former boston resident, I was definitely holding my breath, though certainly not as much as the real bostonians. Evidenced by the cheering from outside my window last night. So fun though! and johnny damon really is cute, though way too much hair (those dimples though!). And now I can tell my little brother that he has a baseball signs by a world series winning pitcher--I met Pedro Martinez

Snoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581785.post-1098821926353716572004-10-26T16:15:00.000-04:002004-10-26T16:18:46.353-04:00

Here. At work. Doing work (large amounts of it). Fuming about yet another move to yet another department. They are supposed to be using me in exactly my previous capacity, just under a different manager who got new responsibilities that include my area. But apparently he's decided he'd like me to do something different, that already has 3 other people doing, as opposed to my current role which

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Sunday TV programming at its best: Emma on one channel followed by... Clueless on another. Best line of Clueless, perfect for all the relig's out there: "You're a virgin who can't drive!" Brought to my attention by AZ (what great initials!), it's a fun insult for many people i know. P.S. Is "fun insult" an oxymoron?

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"the blizzard of the world has crossed the threshold and it has overturned the order of the soul. When they said REPENT REPENT I wonder what they meant..." -from The Future OK, so the rest of the song might not be so appropriate for Y'K, but it's by Leonard Cohen, which I find explains alot. great, haunting song. sigh. i think it's time for LC listening again. If you want something a little

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I suppose L.A. can be encapsulated in this conversation fragment we overheard, standing outside the Beverly Wilshire hotel. "Oh, You can get lips like that!" A nice N.Y. moment, on the other hand came a couple of days later, sitting outside in the Bryant Park Library (no, not the New York Public Library--the BPL consists of a few racks of books, magazines & newspapers left outside for the

Snoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581785.post-1095194394008504122004-09-14T15:58:00.000-04:002004-09-14T16:39:54.010-04:00

Enjoy your holidays... I'm off to sunny California :)

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"Al-Qaeda wouldn't take me, so now I work for [Your Company Name Here]."

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So all my birthdays are officially over, and I had a few surprises. Some good, some not. Well, let's go with the good first – I have wonderful friends, and sometimes I feel like I don't really deserve them. First there was AB², who actually remembered my birthday and baked brownies for me as a surprise dessert on shabbat–topped with colored chocolate chips! Yay! How fun is that? It was

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The pedicure, due to proximity, stress, and the possibility of a foot massage. I got it last night, at a place around the corner from work. My first one ever! Not so happy with the color, but that was 45 minutes of pampering that was just awesome. Did you know they have these funky massage chairs that you sit in while they're bathing your feet? Did you know that they massage your calves when you

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RD was complaining about her obsession with the Olympics this morning, which led to the following IM conversation: me: you should become an Olympian. you could be the next paul hamm RD: don't joke. I'm thinking of taking up table tennis RD: it's really the only thing i think i have a chance in me: too much carpal tunnel me: what about running? RD: um yeah RD: no RD: not gonna get to the

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Tomorrow (and tonight) is my hebrew birthday, the start of t'kufat birthday! I'm still deciding what to buy myself as a present. It's down to a pedicure, a new painting, or someone to clean my apartment. Other suggestions are welcome. Of course, my upcoming trip to L.A. might be expensive enough to exclude all other gifts from me to me, but of course, it could never exclude gifts from those who

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Life is great in the movies... villains divulge their illogic right before they get blown to bits, mysteries are revealed, romances are resolved. In real life: not so much. In fact, not at all. Kind of obvious, so what's the impetus for this post? I (not so) recently spoke to an ancient ex, and the entire conversation had the feeling of closure--we didn't discuss the massive blowup we had

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Went home last weekend, and I've been recovering since. I got no sleep, since we were in a rented cottage with really uncomfortable mattresses and apparently a leak above my bed on Friday night. I moved into my brother's room, which worked until my father woke him up for shacharit at some way too early time in the morning. That's besides the overnight bus on Thursday night, the random staying up

Snoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581785.post-1091804877516901592004-08-06T11:05:00.000-04:002004-08-06T11:07:57.516-04:00

In an article about cloning cats (don't forget to check out the name of the company!), the part I liked best were the cat names: The mother cat's name was Tahini, and the clones? Tabouli and BabaGanoush. Humous anyone?

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Well, now Target is in on the Kabbalah racket with their Red Strings to protect you from the evil eye. (thanks Harry!) And if that doesn't work, don't worry—there's always a handy-dandy obituary service, so you don't have to think one up yourself.

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Australia. Specifically, Melbourne, where the fast is over at 6pm. I'm jealous of TK. Smelling the food that everyone's brought in for lunch. I think I might have to leave the office for now, just to avoid it.

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I always assumed that the reason we don't eat meat or drink wine during the 9 days is as a sign of mourning. Turns out I was wrong. Over shabbat, my friend's stepmother pointed out that while it's true that during shiva (which the 9 days are supposed to mirror, or at least shavua she'chal bo [the week of tisha b'av itself]), you can't have wine, you definitely can have meat. The real reason of

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It's Tisha B'Av already in Israel, which sort of makes me feel like it should be Tisha B'av here too. After all, this is a specific event that took place at this moment, as opposed to other Jewish holidays which are tied to the more general date of the calendar. Anyway, you can read about what's going on here. I find it especially interesting that it's legislated that all places of entertainment

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Molson and Coors are merging, as I'm sure you've heard. I don't know much about Coors, but couldn't Molson merge with a beer with more personality? Like Fosters. OK, maybe that's a little far off (being Australian-based--though come to think of it, I think Molson does their North American brewing). Considering I don't even drink the stuff, I don't know why I'm even thinking about it, other than

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...divorce? But that part's not legal yet.

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There I was, watching the Olympic trials on Sunday night, having meat leftovers before it was too late. How sad is my life? Anyway... one of the commentators noticed that one of the competitors in the women's hurdles event was in the starting blocks, resting on her knuckles, instead of her fingers like all the other runners. A bit odd, but I didn't think anything of it. Until, of course, they

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Back to our regularly scheduled air-headedness. don't worry, i won't get too serious on you.

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After Arafat, in his infinite wisdom, decided to fight charges of corruption & cronyism by appointing his nephew as Gazan police chief, he now flip-flopped back. To the original corrupt & criminal law enforcement official. I guess he figures better the devil you know than the devil you don't know. I just find it disturbing that there was no apparent third alternative. You know, an official that

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It seems like there's a total loss of any semblance of control by the PA in Gaza. Five French citizens have been kidnapped, along with another police official who had fired some of his employees. Apparently, they weren't so appreciative. Have many thoughts on this, but I really do need to get work done before I leave for shabbat.

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Militants kidnapped the Gaza police chief, demanding that he be dismissed and put on trial for suspected corruption. Surprisingly, Arafat agreed. Does this mean that he'll be dismissing himself and putting himself on trial for suspected corruption too? Even more interestingly, does this mean that Palestinians are starting to blame their own leaders for their awful situation? Does anyone think

Snoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581785.post-1089996839899449472004-07-16T12:51:00.000-04:002004-07-16T16:17:34.580-04:00

Talking to S about someone guy that my mother was asking about on behalf of my little sister...   S: What kind of person is she looking for? Me: Who? My mother or my sister?

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About Israeli Olympic athletes in The New York Times today. Check it out.

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I finally figured out how to switch my alarm's radio station, so I'm now waking up to ESPN radio. Well, waking up might be an exaggeration. I can't bear to wake up to 1010 WINS, since, though I might get the world in 22 minutes, I also get nightmares during that half-sleeping phase during which I'm trying to get up, but really just sleeping. News stories just make me want to burrow and sleep

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Leno was talking about the running of the bulls last night...'or as the bulls call it: Revenge of the Atkins Diet.' I was amused. Maybe it's just because while shopping for food (read 'ice cream') last night, I saw that Skippy now makes Low-Carb peanut butter. Maybe I'm mistaken, but wouldn't peanut butter be fattening no matter how many carbs there are?? Outta control!

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I was discussing a problem on our web site with one of the developers today, a lovely, quiet, hard-working guy. After which he exclaimed: 'It's OK! We just tell them it's not a bug, it's a feature!' Such nachas!

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Asking: who's better to participate in learning for a siyum? A kofer who's male, or someone frum, who's female. Some in my family would seem to choose the former.

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Happy Canada Day to all! Happy 1rst anniversary to my sis & bro-in-law. Happy 1rst time completing a series of sql statements to me. And it only took 3 days to get it right.

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A minorly edited version of an IM conversation I had with a former roommate today. A bit of background: AK is in graduate school and earns money on the side by writing freelance articles. She's been looking for sources. AK: i need a person from a credit card company to comment on the complaints consumers have on calling them AK: like that their reps don't know what they're talking about AK: no

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Every day in our office, they play a DVD in the lunchroom. Today they were playing 'Office Space.' Just wondering who's trying to motivate us here...

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In response to various inquiries... No, I am not suicidal, I was just in a lousy mood, surrounded by annoying people. And Leonard Cohen can somewhat be described as 'Music to commit suicide to'. Not that I'm advocating that in any way, shape, or form. Life is too interesting not to see what happens next. Anyway. In a much better mood today. Mazel tov to JJ!

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When I need to listen to Leonard Cohen before I go to sleep... just to cheer myself up. As I once described it to a friend: It's music to commit suicide by.

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"If swimming is good for your figure, explain whales to me."

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Yay for opera in the park! Though really, it was more like a nice place for a picnic, with some (very) background music. Actually, I met someone last week who had her own opera debut as Madame Butterfly at Central Park. How cool is that? She now teaches voice at Julliard. We were not all that close to the front. But good wine, yummy fruit, lousy aim, and lots of fun were had by all (or at

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Taking pics of my nephews & niece. Though I still haven't managed to figure out how to send the pics anywhere. I've tried emailing them, phoning them, I can't figure it out. Maybe I should read the manual... Went kayaking on Sunday, which was super fun, though next time I'll have to remember to bring along a change of clothes. oops. Next outing, I think, will be trapeze school. Anyone want to

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Forgot about a wedding I have on Monday. I have no clean wedding clothes, so I'll be shopping tonight. Of course, it's quicker to do laundry, but buying new things is much more fun! Which reminds me, I haven't paid my bills lately. The cost of a cheap phone company = can't pay their bills online.

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Happy birthday to my baby sister. *** Note to self: Ask SR to install a much better air-conditioner in the dining room. You know you're my hero! Other than being hot, and me being insane for even attempting to wear a white skirt at sheva brachot, they were really fun (at least according to me). Plus, I have lots of leftover ice cream...

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I'm M's 'fairy blogmother' *** In other news, I'm missing a wedding of some good friends because somehow there are now 2 weddings in 2 different cities, on the same random Tuesday in August. sigh. I was really looking forward to both, but now I'm just frustrated that I won't be able to go to the second. They clearly should have consulted with me first. Yes, I know I should just be happy for

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I saw a preview at Harry Potter III last night for... 'A Series of Unfortunate Events' - The MOVIE!! I am so very excited. It looks like it's going to be a lot of fun. Here's a preview for you, compliments of RW.

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Glenn, one of my co-workers, is a very devout Christian, and a really nice guy. Glenn's nephew, who he talks about constantly, goes to a Jewish pre-school, since his sister works there and gets free tuition. Which gave rise to this curious bit of nachas on Glenn's part: 'He can say Grace in two languages!!' In two religions too.

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Our merry band of rejects (me, TK, & SR) went to see 'A Midsummer Night's Dream' last night at the Storm Theatre. It was excellent! Go see it if you can, they're playing through Sat. night, though I think that performance starts before Shabbos is out. It's good that being non-invites can lead to such fun when SR is involved! It ended at 10, at which point we crossed the street and went to Le

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While watching Gloria Estefan perform at the Miss Universe pageant on TV a couple of nights ago (it's ok, I only watch it for the articles), I noticed that she seemed to have lost one of her earrings. I just have one thing to say: Enough with the wardrobe malfunctions, people!

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Aish NY is offering a trip to India & Israel. Interesting, though I'm still trying to figure out the connection. Maybe it's to smuggle 'illegal' sheitlach in?

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A lovely and successful shavuot was had by all. Very mellow, and very nice, in large part thanks to everyone else who stayed around. I tried two new recipes, of which one was a success (onion pie--it was yummy), and the other was ok (sorbet--was too frozen to serve--i should've taken it out of the freezer much earlier). I actually think I had the most compliments on the potato kugel--which I

Snoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581785.post-1085984845753188462004-05-31T02:25:00.000-04:002004-06-22T18:00:52.686-04:00

The years pass too quickly and we forget people who we shouldn't.

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I'm so tired, my eyes can't stay open. I was up cooking & cleaning til 3am, and then got up at 6:50 to run to the bakery, just to find out that they're not getting in their awesome potato kugel today. Wonderful parallel to my search for chicken in the neighborhood last night, that ended at 11pm with TK picking some up from Fairway. I was planning to stay up tonight, but I really don't see how

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With a baby boy to M&RE born on shabbos, RD's graduation from Drisha, and DS & MS's long-awaited engagement. In other news, due to my devotion to procrastination, it seems like I'll be staying home for shavuot. Due to everyone else's procrastination, it seems like I'll be making a lovely, intimate meal for 10 people. And counting. Had a lovely, long-overdue conversation with MJ last night,

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Especially those who are helping me get extra-strength Claritin. If that doesn't work, I'll have to go back to the doctor to see what else he can do to help me breath. This is getting ridiculous.

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... when you realize, that maybe, just maybe, your parents weren't completely and utterly wrong while they were raising you. That perhaps you can even *understand* why they acted certain ways. Even if you might still disagree with it, you can still empathize with their decisions. Very strange feeling to have. I'm scared--does this mean I'm all growed up??

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I got an inhaler on Friday to help with breathing since my allergies just slammed me. I was actually kind of excited--I always wanted to know how those things worked. Well, it didn't help my breathing too much, and it felt like I was inhaling nail polish remover... So I picked up some Claritin yesterday, and that seems to be helping much more. Also, ET's wedding was last night--was really

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A couple of days ago, I spied a couple on the sidewalk--she was sitting down (EWW!) and he was standing in his shorts, sandals, and no shirt. As I got closer, I realized she was sitting on top of a subway vent, and his shirt was drying over the same vent... It seems that they got caught and drenched in the rainstorm that day, and were very efficiently drying themselves off. OK, maybe it was

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This template will fix that annoying scrolling issue. Congrats to blogger on improving their site and adding new templates... congrats to CP for getting into Wharton B-school, congrats to me and CF for (kinda) finishing Yoel. Now that I've wasted my first hour of work with my blog, I should get something done. I'll try to get the comments working again soon.

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I'm very full of myself at times, but i did enjoy this IM conversation with a friend. TS: ok, I will hate myself if I don't finish this. me: don't hate yourself me: other people will always do that for you Perhaps I'm getting a little jaded.

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I just bought 5 CDs online yesterday, at half.com. I don't know why I just don't download everything like everyone else I know. Oh wait. That would be because I don't have an MP3 player. In any case, It made me feel tremendously antiquated (I can hear my bones creaking now!), but at least they were really cheap. Four were less than $2.00--the shipping was sometimes over double the cost of

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M is a guest blogger on Protocols. She's one of the most intelligent & well-educated people I know. Go check it out. And argue with her--she loves arguments. Right M?

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My little brother has finally figured out that he's going to be in Kol Torah next year. sniff. sniff. Is this the little boy I tortured? Is this the little boy I teased?

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Goes to this article from MSN, where a woman named Mary Young is quoted in a paragraph referring to people marrying later in life. :)

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Something I've been hearing alot about lately is the notion that was preached in high school over and over again: If you don't like someone, it's because they're a reflection of something you don't like about yourself. Now, I tend to discount most things I learned in high school, because most of what they preached was condescending and questionable. Since I've been hearing more about it lately

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I feel like I'm coming out of hibernation. Birthday Parties! Weekends away! Weddings! Sun! BBQs! Yay :)

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Let me just say that The View from Here is becoming one of my favorite blogs. Anyway, he links to a friend of his, Shai, who gives a list of 56 things that makes Israel Israel. I love #33.

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for a BBQ last night. Thanks to MB for braving the fire escape in a downpour to create a Yom Ha'atzmaut feast. Who says that it has to be nice outside to have a barbeque? This is somewhat of a pathetic observation, but it's good to be reminded that just talking things out with a good friend helps tremendously. Because being there for everyone else takes more of a toll than you realize. Just a

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My friend was IM'g me today, and I was telling her how lousy my day has been. She IM'd me back, but oops. She mistakenly entered it into one of her male co-worker's IM windows, instead of mine. What did she say? 'look at mine and u'll feel better'

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After a weekend where nothing went wrong, but I was just left discouraged, I went back to a great outlet this morning. Jon, I finally beat your score: I got 587.1! And it only took me 2 months. Ha!

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I did my taxes, all by myself, with just two items confirmed by TK, accountant extraordinaire. Now all I need is to find a printer, so I can get them printed and sent by tomorrow. Maybe I'll just buy a new one. Though that might not happen by tonight, seeing how work is going so far today. I need a vacation.

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Link to an article of someone I went to college with, who was injured in a January bus bombing in Jerusalem.

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It's snowing here. Very pretty, but I'm not so happy with my sister who said all I needed to bring home was a light winter jacket. On the other had, maybe it's just my perception of what a light winter jacket is that's changed. Enjoy

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Just finished listening to The Prayer, a duet sung by Celine Dion and Andrea Bocelli. It is very beautifully done, even considering that Celine Dion annoys me. He's got a voice like honey, but her voice suffers by comparison. I know she has a lovely voice, but it really suffers when he can soar effortlessly and she just sounds a bit raspy. I couldn't help but think how Mariah Carey (who I'm not a

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Someone came to my blog by searching google for: "take my gmat for me" V'hamayvin, Yavin.

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Work is getting busier, life is getting busier, all is good, but stress is building. i feel like i've added more white hairs to my head over the past week, and I have no patience for more and more and more meetings. Deciding whether I should go to a pesach shiur tomorrow night, or whether I should go visit my niece. I haven't been to anything for pesach as of yet, and will see my niece over chol

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Brand new, at 2:30 this morning.

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A new term inspired by the beautiful, but completely unaffordable desk I just saw on holdeverything.com. Of course, it means: Browsing online for objects that you can never afford in real-life.

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Someone finally figured it out... More ammunition for all my misogynist friends (or exes, for that matter), but it's pretty good.

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Last week, I downloaded Oracle, Free Toad, ATG 5.6.1, and ITunes onto my work computer. I feel very technical at the moment. I also need to get a Mac--this only a few months after I got rid of my old one at work. So far, I've run a couple of sql statements on my own (ok, that's a blatant lie--SS was instrumental in helping me figure them out). I've also made a fix in ACC. I'm such a techie... I

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to my cuz!

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What can I say? I'm a big nerd... Off to destroy our databases :)

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Talking to my older sister on Erev Shabbat, and she mentioned that it might be my brother and sister-in-law's anniversary over the weekend... Well, once we hunted up the bencher from the wedding, it turned out she was right. And it was their 10-year anniversary too. This means we need to go find a present. Any ideas?

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I finally got around to calling my various phone plans and switching them around. I've only been meaning to do that for several months (years), especially since I now have a cell phone to add to my bills. Today's tally: Changed Cell phone plans: -$10/month Changed Local, Regional & Long Distance from Verizon/MCI to IDT: -$70/month (roughly) Added International long distance to the IDT bill: +$15

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The crash half an hour later... which is happening right about now.

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Andrey (talking to someone else): I'm 1/4 Ukrainian and 1/2 Russian... Me (after a suitable pause while trying to work out the math): Um... What happened to the last 1/4? Andrey: Oh. Jewish, and the right quarter too. It's my mother's mother.... But it's a bit confusing. Russians hate Jews, Jews hate Ukrainians, and Ukrainians hate everybody. I'm not sure what to do... Me: It's very simple,

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Does anyone find Purim as angst-ridden as I do? There seem to be all these issues involved (especially in Shalach Manot) and they end up making me slightly insane. It's not that I don't enjoy Purim--it's lots of fun, but it feels like a popularity contest sometimes... Who's going to give you, Who should get? What if you're giving people who weren't planning to give you? Will they then feel

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But a serious one... This one was from, once again, a friend of a friend, whose rav sends out weekly divrei torah. He sent out one this week detailing that the gemara that details the mitzvah of matanot la'evyonim from: "Kol HaPoshet Yad, Nosnim Lo" (Anyone who asks, give him), is referenced by chassidim as the relationship between G-d and Israel on Purim. Prayer done with concentration and

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