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WHAT. THE. FUCK! Fucking terrorists. Last time it was Hezzbolah, now its Hamas (again). Apparently my dad is like a rocket magnet. In 2006, rockets were fired at Haifa when my dad was there. Now rockets continue to be fired into Gaza and Israel is threatening another response. Luckily my dad's company negotiated that he'll work out of Tel Aviv rather than the originally planed 10 miles from Gaza location. Loverly. Hopefully my mom isn't watching TV. I know my dad is fine, since most of Israel is rather calm, but it still nerve racking. So yeah, day 1 of 5 weeks in Israel. Bah.