(I don't think he realises that this is going to go into my research into churches and disability.)
At the synagogue nearest my apartment, there are three steps to get into the building, a flight of stairs to get to the main sanctuary, and then another flight to get to the women's balcony. No elevator. The next-closest one is held at the JCC, which is a newer building with decent accessibility, but the services are usually on the second floor, and there are always several Obviously Disapproving People if you use the elevator on Shabbat without having some clear visible reason why you're using it.
My corset has arrived! Now I just need to find a dress to wear under it.
Wow, a corset gets no reaction in nearly an hour? Am I in the right thread?
Yay, corset! This is the one for your wedding?
I'm in Camden. Drink should be possible.
ooooooh, Seska and Jars, I hope to meet you when I am in London in March!
I'm not sure that he could do anything, though
Yes there is. He can write you a letter himself. After all, it's in his best interest to get the students in his department into a good job. And I recommend getting another professor to write one as well and not asking your advisor for one at all.
Does anyone have a favorite pumpkin recipe? I didn't have a chance to carve my jack-o-lanterns.
