It has been a long time since I last blogged, and as I re-read a number of my entries I realized that many are pedantic, selfish, self-centered, and basically of no interest to those outside my social circle. However, as an exercise in "journaling" and a way to express my concerns, it has worked out well ( Read more... )

I grew up reading The Berenstain bears with a flashlight under my covers after I was supposed to be asleep. I don't know how I feel about this critique, and can't really tell if the author approves of the books or not. Their message is certainly more wholesome than that of Eloise. After reading that book I spent a great deal of time looking for ( Read more... )

So I've written a few more pages of thesis, but I think that these links need to be posted. Here is an arguement about Feminism in Orthodoxy between an Educated Intellectual and The Type of Idiot that I Often DateI REALLY wish that I could comment to "Yeshiva Bachur" on his idiocy, but alas and alack I do not have a blogger account. I am thinking ( Read more... )

Ok, so THIS post offends basically all of my sensibilities. This guy clearly missed the point of the movie Trembling Before G-d by a LONG shot. I think more disturbing are the congratulatory comments below. Part of me wants to blast him, but I can't really figure out a good way to do so. Don't worry, I'm still working on it ( Read more... )

This video is even more hilarious when one considers that I dated a Landers boy. It isn't entirely true to my experience, but almost as good as when I went out once with a YU boy freshman year. He showed up an hour late, there was nothing we could do but go for frozen yogurt and talk. The entire time he played with his cell phone. Awesome. Also, he ( Read more... )

So I could write about the interesting sociological study that is my work environment, or the train ride down from New York (and how a reporter from Fox5 interviewed me) or how I've been avoiding my thesis. Instead I will reproduce a conversation between myself and the boy over im. It will show why I like him so much. Or at least outtakes from it ( Read more... )

After asking them, Suze and Smell agree that this article is a bit too simplistic. I mean, thanks to Ms. Dowd for making feminism the topic of moment, but still, I kind of wish that more of what is being written was well-informed. Couldn't they have at least taken a sociology class? I read The Second Shift and it changed my life, or at least the ( Read more... )

So I'm sitting here in a prom dress. Not the one that I wore to prom, but pretty similar. Just like for prom, my date is late. The dance starts at 9pm, and it's already 9:10. Fortunately I didn't want to be there on time, so I told him earlier to get him here vaguely on time. Unlike prom, there will be pre-gaming. Snackmaster, her boyfriend, the ( Read more... )

Ice Skating was fun. Also, it required a trip to the East side, so there was plenty of time for conversation. And, unlike Snackmaster's first date with an ex, the boy did not play ice hockey growing up (although maybe he should've, he's about the right size, but not so much ice in Virginia), so he didn't skate circles around me. Well, a little bit ( Read more... )

You'd think that the number of recent updates would say something about the state of my workload, like, it's not heavy. That would be an incorrect assumption. According to some statistic that I heard in high school and cannot authenticate, more dishes are done during reading week than at any other time. Except in my house, where 13-mile enforces ( Read more... )