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Last night I went to a very nice post-wedding other-coast reception party.
Invited "Joe & Josephina" over for dinner tomorrow. Good -- I haven't seen enough of them. At the party, "Jª" & I reminisced & laughed and it was wonderful. "Jº" had a "meta-pulse" to practice impulse control :-)

Today was a go-to-the-Harbor-Islands plan. But I couldn't summon any enthusiasm this morning.
So I'm trying to organize the house a bit instead. But it's only going so-so.

Jweiss is leaving on a business trip to a conference (should be arriving at the airport around now). He'll be back on a red-eye Wed/Thursday.
I'm trying to summon the resolution to decide not to miss him. I used to do this all of the time. It was crucial. Feels oddly cruel this time. Indecisive fool.

Should be meeting up with [profile] bluekniggit  and [profile] dzmonster  this evening to see Get Smart. Good!
Except now I realize my bat-mitzvah tutoree has returned from vacation, so I need to figure out to see her. And I don't want to.
I would try to shunt her to Wednesday, but I've also scheduled that one all up. ... Should be able to do it if I leave of having dinner from the beach plans.
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Heading to NYC this weekend. Whee! Nervous, but looking forward to big walking plans (& joining the Barnarders).

After a conversation with Joanthon re kisses, looked up old LJ posts & reflected on what's the same/different since then.  It's been a long time!
Am encouraging aforementioned jweiss to grow his beard. It's looking good!

Brandeis reunion is coming up soon. I am looking forward to it, but starting to worry a little if I will enjoy the weekend.

Somervaudeville was tons of fun! (And Justin is astoundingly multi-talented)

Recently received a pair of touchingly whole-hearted compliments --- one "earned", when I was hospitable to a friend's friend, and "unearned", when a friend at Somervaudeville randomly told me that "everyone thinks you're wonderful".
("everyone thinks I'm wonderful"??? when I hear this, I can't take it seriously --- it sounds like a character description in a poorly-written short story. But... YAY -- making good impressions! I want to!              Eventually she convinced me she's not bullshitting me. "When I have to mention you to someone: 'you know her, she's blah blah blah', 'Oh, her! She's wonderful.'")


My new upstairs neighbors so far have been pretty good. Good feelings between us.  I think they do laundry EVERY NIGHT, though. I really need to figure out if the drier is on my electric bill or not.  Also need to get a key to the back door.  I'm adapting to the packed-full driveway (once again), but it's more annoying than I expected having to bring my bike in & out via the other-side lawn.

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Progressive Jewish synagogue was nearly all expat Americans. Invited to dinner and we went. I enjoyed very much. Andrew pushed his boundaries to go to someone's house he didn't know and eat with a bunch of people he didn't know, but he was good with it. (And one of the guys I knew from ANU, his family, although not there that week, are forces in the community. GEOGRAPHY!) After that, took tram to Glenelg bay for New Years on the beach. At midnight, after fireworks, had pair of those russian liquor-chocolates, saved from Kiddush. And a kiss, of course.

bOO-yAH, 10pm-ish people -- I'm already in 2005!
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My Australian got a graduate position in the ACT Department of Treasury. His top choice!
Yay, I am proud :-)
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We dove out and visited my uncle & aunt in Niskyuna today. Also their son my cousin, and his wife (whom I think of as my cousin), and also their son's old friend from med school, and also my aunt's sister were there too. Our California second-cousins, who had been there for seder, had already left to New York City, so we didn't see them.
Anyway, I was, unavoidably of course, telling all about my plans for after I graduate. My uncle says to look for an apartment before securing a job is backwards. I suspect that he may be too right on that, but I can't really help it now -- I've still got no job lined up, but I've found an apartment that I don't want to pass by. Then also, there's the question of what sort of job I want. I was talking up the Bilingualism & Second-Language Cognition ideas that I've gotten psyched up about these last few months. I don't really know much about that, but I would like to. "What about your language-and-computers stuff you were talking about last time?" probes my uncle. "That's where you have an advantage. Talking software! Do this learning stuff and all you'll be is ending up as a social worker." Not that being as social-worker is inherently bad, but there are certain bottom line considerations... we both knew what he means.
So, what did happen to my more-computer-science-y job imaginations? I hadn't paid attention to it as I was changing my mind. If I go to grad school, I want to eventually go to grad school to study bilingualism as a cognitive phenomenon. But there's a disconnect between that and the sort of background I have from school and also the sorts of jobs I was thinking of looking at. Trying for research assistant positions in psycholing labs and following the NIH A.A.E. grants is a way to lessen that disconnect. His comment reminded me of an important field of possibility that I was slowly forgetting about. To drive the point home: Re-drafting my resume the day before, I had included even some "stretches" under Other Experience, and totally forgotten to include the section on what Programming Languages I know!
So, now I am second guessing myself for blindspots, which is a good thing, but I'm also feeling a bit down on myself because of needing to.

Also, while I was there, I wandered into their living room looking for a quiet place to get some work in while everyone else was watching the basketball game. It stuck me that that last time I was in my uncle's formal living room was when I was breaking up with Dan Scribner. It was surely quiet in that room, but I couldn't work there.

By the ride back, I was feeling kinda bad. Reflecting on poor choices I've made usually is enough to depress me. I don't feel energized to fix things, only ennervated for futher despair. Of course, I recognize that I may have an overly-perfectionistic definition of "poor" choice, but it's still my definition I can't ignore it!

I'm feeling improved since then, but I thought I'd lay it out here. I've put the computer languages back into my resume (can't believe I forgot those! as penance, I am even admitting to Scheme/Lisp), and making a mental note to look into more Natural Language Processing stuff again.

And now for the witty-ness:
My brother and I crack each other up. Here is the first story:

ME: So you don't think I should tell Ima my funny story about the parking ticket?: "My car was there, and I wasn't, and then there was a ticket -- HA HAHA HAHA HAHA! "
BRO: My favorite part is the part " -- HA HAHA HAHA HAHA!" !!!!!

The second story starts with a friend asking some question wondering if Young Judaea (the Peer-Led Pluralistic Zionist Youth Movement sponsored by Hadassah) might be backing away from its Israel trips.

ME: "I don't think Young Judaea would be able to sleep with itself at night if it didn't send kids to Israel."
BRO: "And we know how much Young Judaea likes to sleep with itself!"

woo! I share these with you in the hopes you can find it even 1/3 as hillarious as we did.
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hey, now it's happened for the first time --

back story: i went to services this saturday morning since i was back in town. it was nice to go even if i was about falling asleep from being out late the night before. it was a USY day, so most of the leaders were kids and people i knew when they were littler.

so my story is taking place during the kiddush. i'm exchanging words with lots of people, lot's of "it's so nice to see you again!'s" Yeah, that's always gratifying =) And Noach, a pal of my mother's, is over by the door and waves me over so I go. He says, "[Awhyzip] it's so nice to see you, you look very pretty today, i'd like you to meet Zack who's going to Israel soon --" and introduces me to a young man standing next to him, who I don't think I've ever seen before. When I turn back after having said hi to the Zack guy, Noach has completely disappeared himself! Zack seemed like a nice enough guy, but I don't get the impression he'd asked Noach to introduce us.

So, what am I to think? I think I just underwent my first bona fide nice-jewish-boy'ing!

oh, I am amused. :c)


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