haifagirl

I dated a guy who was shorter than I, and he also had a slight disability. Neither of those was the reason it didn’t work.

In the last month I’ve heard the word used twice. Once was when a woman was telling me about her son, and the second time was when someone was telling me about her sister.

I only have a Hebrew name and it has a ch in it. I have been to the doctors office where they called it with a j. 🙂 I should probably go by my middle name which is way easier to pronounce. 😉

I once had to go for a test at a hospital I didn’t ordinarly frequent. The waiting room was quite crowded. Many of the women there were Polish. When the person who had been calling people out of the waiting room went out to lunch, her replacement couldn’t pronounce the Polish names. Those poor Polish women didn’t recognize their names the way she pronounced them, so she would spell them, but that really didn’t help. Luckily I used to speak a little Polish, so at least I was able to pronounce the names. She would mangle it, I would pronounce it correctly, the Polish woman would thank me and everything else proceeded as it should.

So should someone named Malka introduce herself as Queen?

My mother told me that when she was younger she knew a couple people named Queen Esther. There are still people around with that name. Look in any big city phone book.

A few years ago I had a week where all I could afford was 3 onions. I made soup and made it last.

would you agree that some people might find your desire to eat by yourself (even on Pesach) outside the mainstream population? Very few people consistently want to eat their meals alone.

There you go. You made the assumption that a lot of people make. I never said I wanted to be by myself. I said I wanted to be AT HOME! There is a difference. I would love nothing more than to have a dining room full of people. But in MY HOME, eating MY FOOD.

The problem is I don’t have a dining room, or even a dining table. I have a bed and a coffee table. That isn’t conducive to having guests. I hope that someday I will be financially able to have a larger apartment, and lots and lots of company.

For what it’s worth, when I was in a better financial situation, and did have a larger apartment, I did invite people. I was usually (but not always) turned down. Occasionally some other singles would come. Families never did.

In fact, one person even said, “Cooking for eight is a lot different than cooking for one.” Since he was an expert, I wish he could have taught me how to cook for one. I usually just gave my Shabbos leftovers (of which there were quite a bit) to some people who I knew would appreciate them.

I practially live on Bamba. It has no sugar, white flour, artificial sweeteners, etc. Since I made that my snack of choice, I have lost a lot of weight.

The one time I had to break it off with a guy I did it in person. Then I went to my friend’s house and cried.

Wouldn’t it be wonderful to live in a world where chickens could cross the road without having their motives questioned?

I really, really, really wanted pierced ears. My parents wouldn’t allow it. I finally did it right after I moved out when I was 19.

Looking back, I’m glad that’s how it worked out.

I thought I replied to this, but maybe not.

The most important part of the song is obviously the melody. The lyrics, without the music, is just poetry–not a song.

While the harmony may be beautiful, and the rhythm complex and interesting, neither are much use without the melody.

And the performer, without the melody, is just some guy standing around holding a microphone.

So why the question?

The truth is far more boring. It’s all about ordinary, everyday stress management, relationship counseling, etc.

And if one doesn’t have stress, or a relationship, etc., how would one benefit from therapy?

I’m not a big Slurpee fan, and I had a convenience store across the street from where I worked. I didn’t have a reason to go to 7-11 very often.

I’ve never understood why people go so crazy during the nine days. I very rarely eat either meat or dairy, so these are just another nine days for me, food-wise.

George was a nice guy. He wasn’t, however, perfect.

George found out about a job opening at a company he really wanted to work for. Before sending his CV he asked an obnoxious English teacher he knew to proofread it. The teacher pointed out some mistakes. George corrected the CV and sent it off. George was very happy he got called in for an interview. The manager told him how impressed he was with George’s CV. He said since so many people communicate in text-speak, he rarely received a CV without errors. George’s was one of just a handful out of hundreds. Unfortunately, the interview didn’t go well. The manager was surprised that someone who submitted such a perfect CV couldn’t speak properly. He told George he was sorry, but communication was very important in this job. He needed someone who could speak clearly and correctly.

George didn’t get the job. It was then he realized that he was missing an important life skill. Someone had tried to help him, but he was too stubborn to see it.

This isn’t true. But it could be.

It’s time for some grammar lessons.

You were absolutely right in everything you said. Thank you.

haifagirl

“Perhaps one purpose the play can be to teach the girls about the theater.”

Can you guess whats wrong with your sentence? Gosh you need to back off on correcting everyone’s grammar and what not because yours aint poifect either.

You are absolutely right. I do sometimes make mistakes. In this case I left out the word “of.” I frequently think much faster than I type, and my fingers don’t keep up. Sometimes I don’t proofread as well as I should.

However, when I do correct someone’s grammar, I usually get all my apostrophes in there. (Should have been “what’s.”)

If i really wanted, i could speak like you

So the question is, why don’t you want to? The choice is sound like an intelligent person or sound like an ignorant person. It would seem to me the choice is obvious.

Toi: Care to buy a capital letter? And an apostrophe?

From a different thread:

My parents didn’t yell at her and then got mad at my wife and I for yelling at her.

Here’s the rule:

Take the other person out of the sentence.

Would you say, “My parents . . . got mad at I”? Of course you wouldn’t! Just because you add another person into the sentence doesn’t change you from an object to a subject. You should have said, “My parents . . . got made at my wife and me . . . .”

I’d rather live in a country that doesn’t date mine

Oh, you want your country all to yourself?

Sleep deprivation?

http://www.theyeshivaworld.com/coffeeroom/topic/turning-60504030-shas-ratzon#post-441878

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Thanks for my daily chuckle. 🙂

always striving: I’m calling your bluff. Tell me something about me that won’t give me away, but that I’ll believe that you know me.

Good job!