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In the interests of staying at least vaguely hydrated over the fast, I drank so much water over shabbat I could barely move and spent time lying on the floor like a plastic bag. Then we tried to go into Manhattan on the subway to catch an Eicha reading, and I sweated it all out so I'm thirsty already. Shabbat was very nice apart from the bloating: [Unknown site tag] was back in town, and as if that weren't enough of itself, she'd brought about five zillion books with her. Talk about spoilt for choice! Livredor or fiction?
In other news, the vacuum cleaner has been restored to health, which may not sound like much, but just you try not vacuuming at all between Pesach and 9 Av and having to do it with a brush and dustpan, and just see how nice it is when you finally get all the shmutz up. Yay.
In other news, the vacuum cleaner has been restored to health, which may not sound like much, but just you try not vacuuming at all between Pesach and 9 Av and having to do it with a brush and dustpan, and just see how nice it is when you finally get all the shmutz up. Yay.