This blog is my diary. Its what I read when I want to remember. You're invited to read it, make comments, and blackmail me to give you my credit card number and bank information. Really. Ok fine, maybe not. At least feel free to read and comment.
Oh, and Ani tapuach! אני תפוחLately it seems that I'm too freakin busy to update. Thus the genius that flows from my head into my life will be lost forever. Alas. One can't expect to remember everything. Perhaps I shall hire a film crew or a photographer to document my life for posterity. Or maybe I'll have to make some time to update. The latter option may or may not involve a few deaths, and perhaps a small explosion or two every few days in a shopping mall. I will think of something. I usually do...
7 comments:
how far is it to the sky?
why do jews always answer a question with a question?
if he did it would probably be a nana nachman.
ask him duh
he (or at least the guy who picked up the phone) didnt understand one freakin word of english.
not after he finishes hamapil
so he takes it off. aha and the plot thickens.
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