As a Jew, do you ever feel a need to return to the motherland? Why? When you see a Palestinian do you go-
I think technically Jews are both a religion and ethnic group depending on the context. When I was in Israel I remember one of the soldiers explaining the difference between sephardic and ashkenazi Jews to me. I was drunk and trying really hard to fuck her, so I kinda remember more what she was wearing than what she was saying. Something about regions, migrations, and ancient tribes or some shit. Also, Xray is right. You haven't gotten a real blowjob until you've hooked up with a Jewish girl. They have that shit down to a science.
They were talking on the news about how high tide down there is starting to wash onto land. And that when the oceans rise over time, Miami will be under water quickly. Basically science is awesome and loves me.
Yeah, me too. I suspect he may well be very busy with taking care of his Aunt. Tough situation, hope he returns soon. Anyone have his email and feel like emailing him to see what's going on with him?
Woo hoo for Thursdays! I'm about to celebrate my cousin's birthday. My clinical instructor went over my final eval with me today since she's going on vacation during my last week. It was generally positive and had lots of constructive feedback. She told me to call if I ever need a reference or a job. Definitely makes up for the bullshit I went through with my summer gal who was incredibly controlling and passive-aggressive (and, in my opinion, a shitty therapist). Time to get white girl drunk.
I woke up this morning with a sore throat and headache. Nothing major, just feeling a little spacey. So it would have been nice when I texted my boss that I was stopping at Wawa and did he want anything, if he told me I was coming into work 2 hours early, instead of coffee, black. I also ate a cherry tomato when I got home. Might as well have eaten acid. I thought he said he got a job?
You know what's fun? Letting your ego get the best of you during training so that at the tail end you flip a 750 lb tire ten times, dry heave, kinda sorta faint and bash your head on the concrete. Whatever, a pint of ice cream fixes everything.
This week has been amazing. The Presidents Cup is in town, and I am volunteering for it all week. I have been staffed helping a camera crew, which gives me access inside the ropes. I'm watching the 24 best golfers in the world play from 15 feet away all week. All for America. The chants of USA could be heard throughout the golf course. The fans were drunk, the golf was amazing, my job was cake. I also saw GW Bush. And the cherry on top- I got an email about interviewing for a promotion. This was for a new position that I had no clue was even opening up. I realllllllyyyy hope I get it. If I get laid tonight this could be the best day ever!