Have yourself a frummy little Pesach...
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sanpaku_backupIn a complicated way that doesn't bear describing in detail, part of passover entails cleaning out your house from top to bottom and doing things like wiping your telephones and doorknobs with ammonia. And darned if I didn't find time to do it all this year. The house looked as good as it ever has. Except for covering the countertops, which I don't think I will ever get the Mrs. to do, the Gerer Rebbe himself would've eaten at our seder this year.
I also wanted to cut out my addiction to the Internet and the television, so I managed not to Internet at all since Wednesday, and only interrupted the television ban to watch a tape of The Final Sacrifice, because I was just in a Zap Rowsdower kind of mood. We had J. and D. over for our seder on Thursday night; also drove out to Middletown to see them after shabbos last night, and it all went pretty well. Except for that the conversation about children always comes around to the television. They're all into the Blue's Clues and whatnot. J. even told me that Barney had his place.
We are going to throw the television out into the street before any mother-de-fucking Barney comes into this house. But J. says, as is his wont, "Oh, you'll see..." Well, up in Maine, there pretty much is no television. So we'll get to put all this to the test.
In my pile of email was a letter from my former advisor saying that she was putting my name forward for an academic job that was referred to her... one-year position at Oberlin. I have distinctly mixed feelings about this. A job is a job, but our situation right now is really too good to give up for something impermanent. It might go on to a better position... or it might not, and I'll have given up what is probably the best benefits, salary, etc. that I will ever have in any lifetime, for nothing. But she might have the inside track... well, I will probably indicate interest and send something in, and we'll see if anything comes of it.
I have a ton of copyediting to do before the next battery of Jewish holidays, on Wednesday and Thursday. Then we are supposed to go up to Maine a week from today. Things are complicated. And my work email is on the fritz. I sure hope I wasn't canned on my day off.
I also wanted to cut out my addiction to the Internet and the television, so I managed not to Internet at all since Wednesday, and only interrupted the television ban to watch a tape of The Final Sacrifice, because I was just in a Zap Rowsdower kind of mood. We had J. and D. over for our seder on Thursday night; also drove out to Middletown to see them after shabbos last night, and it all went pretty well. Except for that the conversation about children always comes around to the television. They're all into the Blue's Clues and whatnot. J. even told me that Barney had his place.
We are going to throw the television out into the street before any mother-de-fucking Barney comes into this house. But J. says, as is his wont, "Oh, you'll see..." Well, up in Maine, there pretty much is no television. So we'll get to put all this to the test.
In my pile of email was a letter from my former advisor saying that she was putting my name forward for an academic job that was referred to her... one-year position at Oberlin. I have distinctly mixed feelings about this. A job is a job, but our situation right now is really too good to give up for something impermanent. It might go on to a better position... or it might not, and I'll have given up what is probably the best benefits, salary, etc. that I will ever have in any lifetime, for nothing. But she might have the inside track... well, I will probably indicate interest and send something in, and we'll see if anything comes of it.
I have a ton of copyediting to do before the next battery of Jewish holidays, on Wednesday and Thursday. Then we are supposed to go up to Maine a week from today. Things are complicated. And my work email is on the fritz. I sure hope I wasn't canned on my day off.
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"mother-de-fucking!"
Date: 2003-04-20 08:38 am (UTC)Re: "mother-de-fucking!"
Date: 2003-04-20 08:39 am (UTC)There's that big pile o'German TRC reviews you could straighten out.
Re: "mother-de-fucking!"
Date: 2003-04-20 08:40 am (UTC)Re: "mother-de-fucking!"
Date: 2003-04-20 08:45 am (UTC)Re: "mother-de-fucking!"
Date: 2003-04-20 08:45 am (UTC)