Status report:
bed fixed
Mood:
very pleased with one's self
Next Mission:
Sleep in peace
End of Status Report

I'm a brewer. If something annoys me, I will brew on it until I slowly come to a boil and finally explode. These brewing episodes can last anywhere between 10 minutes (someone tapping a pencil in class really loudly), or a few weeks/months (someone doesn't put toilet seat down/ broken bed ( Read more... )

I want to say that it's ok that I haven't written anything lately because my life is so boring, but my life is fascinating. I am so happy to be me. And ever since devising a plot to bring all my friends from Israel to visit Toronto, I've been "checking out" all forms of amusement and recreation around the city ( Read more... )

Everybody, I have some wonderful news. I am officially going insane. Do not worry your pretty heads about it though, we all know it's temporary. All I need to do is get my "fix" of whatever it is I'm obsessing about this week (it's not drugs, ok?) and everything will be back to normal and I will stop using my very squeaky very fast voice on the ( Read more... )

Time moves really slowly in Israel. It doesn't drag, but when I glance at the clock, only 4 minutes have passed, instead of my assumed 30. I like it. I enjoy the flow of time when it's not speeding forward, like it does in Canada ( Read more... )

I love being a tourist. Especially in a place I've already been to. I'm not exactly a tourist here, but there are so many perks to being the kind of guest I am. Every place I go, people make me comfortable, feed me, and take me fun places. I am really enjoying it ( Read more... )

I said to myself, "Tan, Sunday you'll rest up from the long week you've had and prepare for the longer one ahead..." Then I go off and betray myself by not coming back to the house until 11 PM. I don't know how I ever believe me ( Read more... )

Funny how a trip from almost one end of the country to another would take me 4 hours with a 45 minute layover somewhere in the middle. I love Israel ( Read more... )

I learned something today. If you have one psycho person in your family, the rest have to be awesome to make up for it ( Read more... )

I swear, I didn't want to but I was forced. With guilt! Sure, I love her, she IS family, but things like the following make me doubt my loyalty to the blood line. My DGrandma decided to do something "special" for me and so she took me to a nail salon and I (alone) got a pedicure and a manicure. Since I have perfect feet, the pedicure went fine, but ( Read more... )