Hil. Hope you feel better soon. If you have to rent a place with an inconvenient Microwave, maybe you can ask the landlord to unplug it, so you can safely use it store light stuff like napkins, and make up for the space the microwave you buy takes up?

Oh and for your request on stuff by Israelis in English:

[link] To quote from Gisha's "about page "Gisha is an Israeli not-for-profit organization, founded in 2005, whose goal is to protect the freedom of movement of Palestinians, especially Gaza residents. Gisha promotes rights guaranteed by international and Israeli law."

One thing that is especially interesting is this paper on what is allowed and forbidden from Gaza and some of the justifications: Restrictions on the transfer of goods to Gaza: Obstruction and obfuscation The preceding link is to a word document.

A lot of good information on that site. Oh and may your Professor receive justice without mercy - getting exactly what he deserves no more and no less.

"O" used to be a lovely gold-tinged red, and now it is an ugly rusty brown.

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!

::weeps::

Cold. Warmed up cottage cheese doesn't appeal.

Well, if I season the tomatoes just right, and add some other cheese, I can pretend it's a half-assed lasagna, with the pasta. Still, mature reflection brought it to my attention that I rather was in the mood for salt and pepper, rather than basil and oregano.

But the tomato has to be a good one.

Nice ripe roma.

Poor Aims. It's rough being the target of a child who is hitting Mommy.

"O" used to be a lovely gold-tinged red, and now it is an ugly rusty brown.

They changed it? Echos Plei's No!!!

My tube of "O" seems to be the same awesome color.

Seriously, like 8 years ago, it was a LOT red-pinker! Now it is way too brown/bronze.

However, "New York Apple" is still my go-to red.

Like now. I WANT YOU TO BE MY BEST FRIEND AND MENTOR.

Well, certainly. First we will address certain basic...

Now that your car works.

...oh. This is about rides, isn't it?

34 Beibers! Do I win? I lied on a couple but if you're not lying to kill Beibers then you just don't want it bad enough.

Matilda is (a) learning to tell Knock Knock jokes; and (b) entering a new Freudian stage. See if you can tell which one. (Note: she does the whole joke herself without waiting for the traditional call and response.)

Matilda: Knock Knock! Who's there? I'm a person! With a crazy dog. With a poop.

Pfft. I have my own car!

I just want my mentor to have transpo. I have standards.

Plus, now you can bring me cookies.

Ah, the anal stage...

Freud was full of SHIT. Heh.