The worst part of being sick is missing school. The worst part of missing school is that only one other person takes notes. And she doesn't go to class on Friday.

I am not generally a people person. As such, last week was rather stressful and overbearing for me, having had more than normal interaction everyday due to birthdays, holidays and engagements. That is not to say I did not enjoy the week, because I did. It is just that it was a bit much. So, when Shabbos came around, after some more, quite fantastic ( Read more... )

Seriously, I have to ask. What is with the ice cream truck? It's 2230, there is no logical explanation for there to be an ice cream truck, and yet. Mind, this is not a one time occurrence. No, it comes by every day. WHY?

Monday night and Tuesday were Lag Baomer.

In short, we are celebrating the cessation of the plague that took the lives of thousands of Torah scholars, and the revelation of the inner secrets of Torah. It's a happy time.

Traditionally people have bonfires, music, carnivals and such. Well. Let me tell you. There was a bonfire.

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Last night, I was over at a friends about to do some dishes when what should I discover staring at me but a giant cockroach. Giant in this case being about the size of my thumb. The ensuing half hour was rather humorous, form my perspective, though my friend was rather, shall we say, not amused? All in all though, I killed it, and it's friend which ( Read more... )

I think I am not a huge fan of cotton. Really, I think that is way it is taking me so bloody long to knit this. Stupid cotton. I mean, it's nice and all, but really, does it have to be so unsmooth and noncuddly?


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Last night I watched Virtuoso, an episode of Voyager about a technologically advanced race who had never encountered music. The Doctor is more then happy to introduce them to the concept. The Qomar are fascinated by the mathematics of music and song and spend much time inciting the Doctor to sing for them ( Read more... )

It is not just the beauty of the trees that has me excited. I adore nature, crave it even. It makes me happy ( Read more... )

There are trees in Brooklyn. I don't know why I did not know about this before now, but goodness! Prospect Park is stunning. I must go back when it is not Shabbas and take pictures and really explore.

For as long as I can remember I have been fidgety. In order to concentrate in school, not that it was a conscious thing, I would play with Silly Putty. When i did not have it, I had other things, ticky-tak, gum, pencils, all manner of things that I would roll through my fingers and knead. That's always what I did, moved my fingers back and forth ( Read more... )