all while screaming in my head, "VERBS. NOUNS. DIRECT OBJECTS. ENGLISH, MOTHERFUCKER."

Oh shrift, I like you.

Why thank you, Shir!

I'm hungry. I think I'll get a curry for lunch.

I'm going to go get curry too, in support of shrift.

And you didn't tell me?!

It was before you got there! There was nothing to tell and nobody to tell it to.

I'm so incoherent that I barely remember that I'm married, let alone to whom.

Are you all dressed up nicely and eating yummy foods and posting pictures of yourself doing so while you're at it? Are you posting long complex discussions of where in your place, when, and who just surprisingly arrived, before doing so? (Oh, my, I hope not. You'll never have any sleep if you did.)

Dear God,

I really need a massage or my back to stop hurt(ing?).
Also, stopping headache will gain you extra points.

Thanks,
Shir

Hmm, perhaps I will go get a curry too!

Solidarity!

It was before you got there! There was nothing to tell and nobody to tell it to.

But... but... you got there after I already met with Nurit and Slayerette!

Oh well, there were a lot of books there. Enough to get anyone distracted!

Cereal Ice-cream:

One of my students brought me ice-cream today!

They're a really chatty class, nothing I do to try and minimize the noise level in the class works for longer than 1.7 sentences and 0.17 of an equation. I try to joke about it, I try to ignore it, I try to joke about trying to ignore it. One of the things I try to do is use that Hebrew expression, "third time - ice-cream" (something like "third time the charm", only without any charms, I guess). So each time I look at somebody for a second time and asks them to please conduct their non-physics affair a bit quieter, I say "OK, this is the second time", because, of course "third time - ice-cream".

Well, last lesson this student just couldn't stop talking. So eventually I almost laughed "you owe me a whole factory of ice-cream by now!".

Today he walks in to class with a little box of ice-cream. And a plastic spoon. Of course, by the end of the lesson, it was more a bucket of milkshake, but still. Ice-cream.

[Edit:

But... but... you got there after I already met with Nurit and Slayerette!

I was there before you guys. You didn't arrive yet, so I took a quick tour around to see if they have any of the lovely second-hand books spread out like they used to, in previous years. They didn't, you arrived, all was well.]

[Another Edit: the event Shir and I went to yesterday is "book week" - there are book bazaars all over the place, with several big squares full of booths and events and writers signing and the like. Even without buying anything, it's lovely to walk around, to find old-book-friends on the tables, to just see the whole big square being all about books (and, um, sales, but let's not talk about that) for the ten days of the "book week", or, well, the one evening I got to be there.]

Yay ice cream!

And I think the expression comes from "third time I scream" in English.

I was there before you guys

Oh, I didn't know this!

Hippo birdies, Dana!