2006

I Just Got Out of the E.R…and my arm’s in a splint…

I was driving to drop off some more holiday cards to the post office (nir1, your card is going to be late, so is yours starbuckx and maleficentseyes you and your mom will have to wait for presents…I know you understand lol), coming off of country drive, about to make a left turn onto Manetto Hill Road in Nassau County, I had the right of way, and was beginning to make a left, when a car decided to gun the red light, out of no where, and slammed full force into the drivers side door of the car I was driving (my Mom’s Acura MDx), deploying my airbag (I do recall screaming “Oh Shit! ” as this was occurring because…what else does one do other than brace for impact)…as soon as I realized what happened (everything happens so fast) I smelled gas and said “fuck whatever’s in the car,” unbuckled, jumped out the passenger door (my adrenaline was pumping and I was like “this shit better not explode”) and then went to the other car…where the other driver (who was younger than I am) immediately admitted fault. Fortunately, the person next to him was an EMT from Jericho…as was another person near by who was an EMT from the Plainview division and they called the police as well as the fire department to deal with the gas and chemical issues as both cars were leaking, while I called my Dad and he and Sam (my 16 year old younger brother) came (Sam so he could take digital pictures for the insurance company and dad so he could deal with the other kids dad who I had him call so they could handle insurance and I could just…stand around).

When the officer got there the other Kid admitted fault instantly, said he tried gunning the light, and this being Plainview, which has a certain small city charm to it despite the population (we’re a close knit Jewish-Italian community), my younger brothers boss (who owns the bagel store near by) was driving home, saw me and then saw dad and said “Is this accident you!?” and when he realized I had been hit, also pulled over and this started the initial town gathering and in about .002 seconds, the entire town knew (he also drove Sam home which was good because my mother was just ready to kill the other driver for what could have happened let alone for injuring me and her car, and Sam was like “this is Matt…he’s alive…this is the car…the car, not so much…”

Two EMS workers (now that the ambulance came) and my Dad said I should get my wrist looked at so I was brought by ambulance to the E.R.; where they took X-Rays, told me that my wrist was burned by the airbag and that they thought it looked like it’s been fractured; but that I had to go to an orthopedist to be sure – and they gave me a tetnus shot (which I was making an appointment to get with my doctor when I got home so that was convenient since I can now cross that off my to-do list), treated the burn, put my arm in a custom fiberglass splint (which they form to your arm) and wrapped it in a couple of ace bandages.

So, now I’m home, about to take Vicodin, watch Southpark and pack to fly on vacation tomorrow because NOTHING is going to stop me from getting on that airplane and heading to North Carolina.

every day’s and adventure.

Peace all 🙂 I’ll keep you updated as I’m updated.

I Just Got Out of the E.R…and my arm’s in a splint…

I was driving to drop off some more holiday cards to the post office (

nir1, your card is going to be late, so is yours starbuckx and maleficentseyes you and your mom will have to wait for presents…I know you understand lol), coming off of country drive, about to make a left turn onto Manetto Hill Road in Nassau County, I had the right of way, and was beginning to make a left, when a car decided to gun the red light, out of no where, and slammed full force into the drivers side door of the car I was driving (my Mom’s Acura MDx), deploying my airbag (I do recall screaming “Oh Shit! ” as this was occurring because…what else does one do other than brace for impact)…as soon as I realized what happened (everything happens so fast) I smelled gas and said “fuck whatever’s in the car,” unbuckled, jumped out the passenger door (my adrenaline was pumping and I was like “this shit better not explode”) and then went to the other car…where the other driver (who was younger than I am) immediately admitted fault. Fortunately, the person next to him was an EMT from Jericho…as was another person near by who was an EMT from the Plainview division and they called the police as well as the fire department to deal with the gas and chemical issues as both cars were leaking, while I called my Dad and he and Sam (my 16 year old younger brother) came (Sam so he could take digital pictures for the insurance company and dad so he could deal with the other kids dad who I had him call so they could handle insurance and I could just…stand around).

When the officer got there the other Kid admitted fault instantly, said he tried gunning the light, and this being Plainview, which has a certain small city charm to it despite the population (we’re a close knit Jewish-Italian community), my younger brothers boss (who owns the bagel store near by) was driving home, saw me and then saw dad and said “Is this accident you!?” and when he realized I had been hit, also pulled over and this started the initial town gathering and in about .002 seconds, the entire town knew (he also drove Sam home which was good because my mother was just ready to kill the other driver for what could have happened let alone for injuring me and her car, and Sam was like “this is Matt…he’s alive…this is the car…the car, not so much…”

Two EMS workers (now that the ambulance came) and my Dad said I should get my wrist looked at so I was brought by ambulance to the E.R.; where they took X-Rays, told me that my wrist was burned by the airbag and that they thought it looked like it’s been fractured; but that I had to go to an orthopedist to be sure – and they gave me a tetnus shot (which I was making an appointment to get with my doctor when I got home so that was convenient since I can now cross that off my to-do list), treated the burn, put my arm in a custom fiberglass splint (which they form to your arm) and wrapped it in a couple of ace bandages.

So, now I’m home, about to take Vicodin, watch Southpark and pack to fly on vacation tomorrow because NOTHING is going to stop me from getting on that airplane and heading to North Carolina.

every day’s and adventure.

Peace all 🙂 I’ll keep you updated as I’m updated.

Grade Update, My Donkey Jordy, Christmas in North Carolina, Aliyah & The Vatican Soccer Team

Grade Update

Arabic: A-
Fieldwork/Sociolinguistics.Paauw’s Course: A
…now if my other two courses would get their grades in, I’ll be very, very happy.

My Donkey Jordy

Long before I fell in love with Cows, I was a fan of Donkeys (I’ve always been a fan of animals, but these two specifically)…mainly, because my first real stuffed animal – which, I still have to this day, I got at age six…it was an Eeyore.

Well my Mom got me, possibly the best gift I could have hoped for this Chanukah…in Jerusalem there’s a refuge for Donkeys that have been abused and tortured where they rehabilitate these beautiful creatures. Mom adopted, in my name, a Donkey named Jordy (I even have a picture of him, he’s adorable). He’s adopted for a full year, which means that he has his food and his shots paid for so he can be a healthy Jordy. So if you find yourself in Jerusalem with some free time on your hands, go look for the refuge and say hi to Jordy for me (and perhaps donate your time, pet some animals, feed some carrots, you know the deal)…I plan on seeing him next December, so if you’d let him know I’m coming should you run into him, I’d appreciate it.

Christmas in North Carolina

For perhaps close to the past ten years, my Mom has been friends with Margie; over that time my Mom and Dad became close friends with Margie’s Family and Friends and our family has intertwined with her family in wonderful ways (we’ve attended each others weddings and other life events, vacationed together). Margie has a brother whom she adores. She also adores his husband. However, Margie’s parents were not as accepting as Margie (I say were, because their perceptions are changing) and they haven’t had contact with their son and their son-in-law for 25 years. Margie’s parents visited us for Thanksgiving this year and they got to know me, see how me and my Twin (Dave) and my Younger Brother (Sam) interacted and sort of get themselves comfortable with the idea of reconnecting with their son. We saw Hairspray with them (and while I won’t give away any portion of that show, because everyone should experience it first hand) I think that show also changed some of their perceptions of how people can relate to each other.

So Mom and I were invited to attend the reunion so to speak which is taking place in North Carolina on Christmas (Dad’s too busy with work to join us) so not only do I get to celebrate in someone else’s faith and traditions (which is always fun) but I get to be there to see something Margie’s been praying for, for a long time, finally happen. She gets her Christmas wish this year too…it should be exciting…and fun. The southern crowd is always a good time (they’re the one’s who got my Dad into Civil War Re-enacting)…besides, there’s always something charming about a southern drawl.

Aliyah: The Process Officially Begins

So I received the last email I required from Nefesh B’Nefesh to understand how the process of going to go from here-on-in; and of course the entire process, prospect and even the thought of going through with this is not only daunting, but totally frightening to me. Not because it’s not what I want, but because I’m intentionally going far outside of my comfort zone and the hallowed halls of ivory tower academia to pursue a dream, to roll the dice when I don’t know the outcome and to take a lot of risks. However, I also know myself better than anyone else does, and I know that if I don’t do this, if I don’t take this risk, I won’t be happy…I’ll always second guess myself and thats not something I’ll allow myself to do…I’d rather fail, than to never know what could have been.

However, the fact that my parent’s are more than supportive of me makes this much easier, and as my Mom says, I’m a planner and I’m organized (at least with my data) so I now know the next steps and once I get back to Buffalo the ball really gets rolling.

As of Today: 12 Months, 9 Days until I’m in the Middle East

I can’t even begin the application process for another few months (which I understand) however I can prepare myself for the process which is getting forms certified, copied, notarized, paperwork filled out and organized, financial papers and my medical history in order and of course getting all of that organized in a slim binder and prepared for the application process (the expense of doing all this is, thankfully minimal).

I’m entitled to five months of Ulpan for free at whatever level I enter at when I get to Israel which means it would behoove me to keep going with self study in Hebrew (I’m much stronger in Arabic as it’s the language I’ve pursued more seriously) which I can do (I have my textbook and I have the Rosetta Stone Software); doing so will only help me in the long run and will maximize my Ulpan experience. I’m also entitled to a certain amount of shipping; but it’s long been my goal to bring my stuff in a messenger bag and to live completely minimally (not like I own all that much furniture anyway…mostly a bed, a desk, and some dressers that I really don’t use but keep for decoration). I’m told I could move up to three shipping containers…to which I always sort of go “I don’t want three shipping containers of junk in the U.S. why would I want three shipping containers of junk in the Middle East?!” I’ll just pick up a new Hookah at some point when I get there, I just can’t see the point in bringing my crappy Hookah with me (I mean, I love it, but as far as hookahs go, mine’s a jalopy) when I can just buy a new one for cheap at the markets.

As far as my basic philosophy goes, the more I can travel with just a bag and a wallet (and bank account) full of cash, the better off I am. The way I see it, the lighter I travel, the easier my time will be. With the assistance of Pat (mr_weaselpants) I sold off most of my library (with the exception of books that are very important to me, or are professional reference). My professional reference books, while handy to have in the office I’ll one day have setup actually have all their information online and if I recall correctly my UB Alumni Membership will allow me access to the library’s online resources (including all the databases – JStor, LexisNexis, the OED Online and other books online) which means that they’ll grace my parents bookshelves until such a time that I’m totally setup. Most of my music can fit on a few mini-discs or on a web-server or a jump drive so I’m not going to lug a bunch of CDs with me (gryvon would you like to take possession of my CD Collection?). Of course, as it is, I don’t own too many things that are important to me (a lot of tchotchkes are just there for decorations) and the few things that I do, can normally fit into my messenger bag. My LiveJournal is a permanent account so I don’t have to worry about paying for that either and I’m sure if I asked Christie (gryvon) nicely to check my email and delete the spam mail for me she would every few weeks or so until I can get a reliable internet connection setup, so I’m not too concerned with my account being shut down due to lack of use.

Of course some of this seem silly, but the key to planning is to realize when the devil really is in the details.

I return to Buffalo on January 10, 2007. Classes start up again on January 16th. Over the period of four days (January 11-15, 2007) I finish streamlining what I own with the assistance of industrial strength garbage bags. I started a few months ago, and now that I’ll have a few months off I’m junking 95% of my apartment (donating what can be donated, selling what can be sold, trashing what can be trashed).

Other than that, as soon as I can start filling out the application I will, and I’ll complete it…and then there’s going to come a point where I finish everything, finish my courses, have nothing else to do but throw my hands up and go “Okay God, ball is TOTALLY in your court.” Fortunately I’m heading over with skills (Carpenter, Photographer, Pharmacy Tech, Paralegal, Linguist) and while uncertainty scares me, everything in my heart says that I’m making the right decision and I know this is the right thing to do; I also know that I don’t want to go for my masters or my doctorate until I’ve been totally immersed into the languages that I’m supposed to be speaking. I have to serve six months (according to their website) in the IDF since I’ll be 23 when I go over there. I’m okay with that too; I’ve always been a fan of running, jumping and climbing trees…and I’ve always been a fan of uniforms, so the two combined works well.

The Vatican Soccer Team

So according to this CNN article, the Vatican is thinking of starting a soccer team…I’m sort of curious as to what their uniforms would look like…maybe go back to those early crusade designs.

Grade Update, My Donkey Jordy, Christmas in North Carolina, Aliyah & The Vatican Soccer Team

Grade Update

Arabic: A-
Fieldwork/Sociolinguistics.Paauw’s Course: A
…now if my other two courses would get their grades in, I’ll be very, very happy.

My Donkey Jordy

Long before I fell in love with Cows, I was a fan of Donkeys (I’ve always been a fan of animals, but these two specifically)…mainly, because my first real stuffed animal – which, I still have to this day, I got at age six…it was an Eeyore.

Well my Mom got me, possibly the best gift I could have hoped for this Chanukah…in Jerusalem there’s a refuge for Donkeys that have been abused and tortured where they rehabilitate these beautiful creatures. Mom adopted, in my name, a Donkey named Jordy (I even have a picture of him, he’s adorable). He’s adopted for a full year, which means that he has his food and his shots paid for so he can be a healthy Jordy. So if you find yourself in Jerusalem with some free time on your hands, go look for the refuge and say hi to Jordy for me (and perhaps donate your time, pet some animals, feed some carrots, you know the deal)…I plan on seeing him next December, so if you’d let him know I’m coming should you run into him, I’d appreciate it.

Christmas in North Carolina

For perhaps close to the past ten years, my Mom has been friends with Margie; over that time my Mom and Dad became close friends with Margie’s Family and Friends and our family has intertwined with her family in wonderful ways (we’ve attended each others weddings and other life events, vacationed together). Margie has a brother whom she adores. She also adores his husband. However, Margie’s parents were not as accepting as Margie (I say were, because their perceptions are changing) and they haven’t had contact with their son and their son-in-law for 25 years. Margie’s parents visited us for Thanksgiving this year and they got to know me, see how me and my Twin (Dave) and my Younger Brother (Sam) interacted and sort of get themselves comfortable with the idea of reconnecting with their son. We saw Hairspray with them (and while I won’t give away any portion of that show, because everyone should experience it first hand) I think that show also changed some of their perceptions of how people can relate to each other.

So Mom and I were invited to attend the reunion so to speak which is taking place in North Carolina on Christmas (Dad’s too busy with work to join us) so not only do I get to celebrate in someone else’s faith and traditions (which is always fun) but I get to be there to see something Margie’s been praying for, for a long time, finally happen. She gets her Christmas wish this year too…it should be exciting…and fun. The southern crowd is always a good time (they’re the one’s who got my Dad into Civil War Re-enacting)…besides, there’s always something charming about a southern drawl.

Aliyah: The Process Officially Begins

So I received the last email I required from Nefesh B’Nefesh to understand how the process of going to go from here-on-in; and of course the entire process, prospect and even the thought of going through with this is not only daunting, but totally frightening to me. Not because it’s not what I want, but because I’m intentionally going far outside of my comfort zone and the hallowed halls of ivory tower academia to pursue a dream, to roll the dice when I don’t know the outcome and to take a lot of risks. However, I also know myself better than anyone else does, and I know that if I don’t do this, if I don’t take this risk, I won’t be happy…I’ll always second guess myself and thats not something I’ll allow myself to do…I’d rather fail, than to never know what could have been.

However, the fact that my parent’s are more than supportive of me makes this much easier, and as my Mom says, I’m a planner and I’m organized (at least with my data) so I now know the next steps and once I get back to Buffalo the ball really gets rolling.

As of Today: 12 Months, 9 Days until I’m in the Middle East

I can’t even begin the application process for another few months (which I understand) however I can prepare myself for the process which is getting forms certified, copied, notarized, paperwork filled out and organized, financial papers and my medical history in order and of course getting all of that organized in a slim binder and prepared for the application process (the expense of doing all this is, thankfully minimal).

I’m entitled to five months of Ulpan for free at whatever level I enter at when I get to Israel which means it would behoove me to keep going with self study in Hebrew (I’m much stronger in Arabic as it’s the language I’ve pursued more seriously) which I can do (I have my textbook and I have the Rosetta Stone Software); doing so will only help me in the long run and will maximize my Ulpan experience. I’m also entitled to a certain amount of shipping; but it’s long been my goal to bring my stuff in a messenger bag and to live completely minimally (not like I own all that much furniture anyway…mostly a bed, a desk, and some dressers that I really don’t use but keep for decoration). I’m told I could move up to three shipping containers…to which I always sort of go “I don’t want three shipping containers of junk in the U.S. why would I want three shipping containers of junk in the Middle East?!” I’ll just pick up a new Hookah at some point when I get there, I just can’t see the point in bringing my crappy Hookah with me (I mean, I love it, but as far as hookahs go, mine’s a jalopy) when I can just buy a new one for cheap at the markets.

As far as my basic philosophy goes, the more I can travel with just a bag and a wallet (and bank account) full of cash, the better off I am. The way I see it, the lighter I travel, the easier my time will be. With the assistance of Pat (

mr_weaselpants) I sold off most of my library (with the exception of books that are very important to me, or are professional reference). My professional reference books, while handy to have in the office I’ll one day have setup actually have all their information online and if I recall correctly my UB Alumni Membership will allow me access to the library’s online resources (including all the databases – JStor, LexisNexis, the OED Online and other books online) which means that they’ll grace my parents bookshelves until such a time that I’m totally setup. Most of my music can fit on a few mini-discs or on a web-server or a jump drive so I’m not going to lug a bunch of CDs with me ( gryvon would you like to take possession of my CD Collection?). Of course, as it is, I don’t own too many things that are important to me (a lot of tchotchkes are just there for decorations) and the few things that I do, can normally fit into my messenger bag. My LiveJournal is a permanent account so I don’t have to worry about paying for that either and I’m sure if I asked Christie ( gryvon) nicely to check my email and delete the spam mail for me she would every few weeks or so until I can get a reliable internet connection setup, so I’m not too concerned with my account being shut down due to lack of use.

Of course some of this seem silly, but the key to planning is to realize when the devil really is in the details.

I return to Buffalo on January 10, 2007. Classes start up again on January 16th. Over the period of four days (January 11-15, 2007) I finish streamlining what I own with the assistance of industrial strength garbage bags. I started a few months ago, and now that I’ll have a few months off I’m junking 95% of my apartment (donating what can be donated, selling what can be sold, trashing what can be trashed).

Other than that, as soon as I can start filling out the application I will, and I’ll complete it…and then there’s going to come a point where I finish everything, finish my courses, have nothing else to do but throw my hands up and go “Okay God, ball is TOTALLY in your court.” Fortunately I’m heading over with skills (Carpenter, Photographer, Pharmacy Tech, Paralegal, Linguist) and while uncertainty scares me, everything in my heart says that I’m making the right decision and I know this is the right thing to do; I also know that I don’t want to go for my masters or my doctorate until I’ve been totally immersed into the languages that I’m supposed to be speaking. I have to serve six months (according to their website) in the IDF since I’ll be 23 when I go over there. I’m okay with that too; I’ve always been a fan of running, jumping and climbing trees…and I’ve always been a fan of uniforms, so the two combined works well.

The Vatican Soccer Team

So according to this CNN article, the Vatican is thinking of starting a soccer team…I’m sort of curious as to what their uniforms would look like…maybe go back to those early crusade designs.

Might as well do that wrap up now…

Courses

Arabic III with Prof. Roustum was challenging; but no matter how you feel when you walk into his class, he has a way of making you feel a lot better about yourself. Criticism is only given when required, and then, gently to help you, not to hurt you or to embarrass you…it makes a difference. I’m elated that I received an A- in the course…it doesn’t feel real right now, but it will over time. I’ve cried over this course and worked my fingers until they were raw…and it feels good to have it pay off.

Fieldwork with Scott Paauw (I call this class Field Work because it morphed into something slightly farther away than the title originally suggested…we’re thankful for it). This class (while I don’t have my grade in it yet, and don’t want to bring down the evil eye) was amazing. I learned so much, I thought in new ways (which is always wonderful). It lead me to change my mind on certain key issues (and as Taylor Mali says “sometimes changing your mind is the only way to know you still have one”) and was by far, one of the most influential courses of my university career.

Linguistic Analysis I with Hsin-Wei Chen (so called because this course turned into a precursor for another course) was one of the hardest courses I’ve taken here at UB. I have no idea how I did in it; anywhere from an F Double Minus to a B-; I really can’t even gauge myself. I can however say that I still love phonetics, semantics is okay, syntax can bite me, phonology and I are still in a fight and we aren’t speaking, descriptivism and I are still friends and overall I believe I did okay in the course, I’m certainly not fawning over it however, it was difficult. The course was also incredibly high paced, and I would have personally done better in the course if I had it once a week instead of three times a week (exchanging three, one hour long sessions, for one, three hour long session)…and if she didn’t use PowerPoint…PowerPoint is the kiss of death if you ever want anyone to understand anything…it makes learning so passive (there’s a reason I don’t own a television).

Linguistic Analysis II with Kang (so called because this course morphed from what it was supposed to be into Linguistic Analysis II…this time for which the class was not thrilled) was okay, I believe I have anywhere from a B- to an A- and only time will tell. The course was, however, no where near as enjoyable as I had hoped it would be.

Social & Love Life

My social life (outside of weekly Hookah Nights, which I setup at my apartment, so I’d make sure I got a chance to see some friends) was almost nonexistent.

I worked incredibly hard this semester and that left little to no time to hang out with friends which is what it is, I’m at UB to get an education and unfortunately, everything else has to come second to that and fortunately, when your in an academic environment, most seem to understand.

I did, however, get to hang out with Alice (maleficentseyes) a bunch, for which I’m thankful because I didn’t get to see her nearly enough over the summer and I love her to death. I also had the pleasure of hanging out with Jackie (iolausian) more often than I ever did in the past which was amazing (slightly crazy) and informative (what she knows about media, is enough to make a CNN producers head spin). Unfortunately, we got to hang out more towards the end of the semester which is when I’m checking my watch every 30 seconds out of fear that I’m off schedule (which is incredibly rude…and unfortunately, really the only way to survive finals week). She’s moving to Albany which isn’t far away and now that I have four day weekends every week for the rest of the Spring Semester I should be able to break way for a few weekend trips. The Twins (gryvon and covarla) and I had our usual rendezvous, they’re probably more tolerant of my schedule than most given that they’re both Graduate Students. I also got to know Jacqueline (hollow_voice) a lot better which was nice, because before this year we never hung out. If I didn’t mention you, don’t feel bad, its 4:14am and I’m just writing my thoughts sort of free-flow at the moment.

My love life at the moment is nonexistent…though this isn’t really too much of a complaint.

One certainly can’t meet people unless one leaves the library or their apartment and I’ve done neither a whole lot this semester (not that I’m a recluse, but I have a fridge in my apartment and the library doesn’t, and I had a ton of work this semester which had to get done) and while I have the same (if not stronger) hormonal drive of any other male in my age bracket, I also temper that with the fact that I have an even stronger drive to succeed. There’s also the very real fact that in 12 months and 10 days from now I’ll be in Israel and I don’t want to start a relationship here in Buffalo, it has never been my intention to stay here long term and to form a relationship now where I know the end date isn’t fair for anyone or myself. Why put myself (or even worse, someone else) in a position where I would hurt them?

I’m also not a fan of hooking up with strangers, so unless I find a friend with benefits, it’s just me and my right hand for the time being.

Health

My health has been pretty darn good this semester. I’ve been taking much better care of myself (with improvements that I’m still working on). Weight wise I didn’t gain too much,nor did I loose too much (though when I run into people they say I’ve lost weight, at this point I don’t know if it’s just to be nice, or because I actually have). I tend to shy away from using my scale and prefer to go with how I look (which is pretty good). I’m taking this next year to work on me before I head to the middle east, get tattoos touched up, do pilates more often, meditate more than just once a day and try to just bring everything into balance and into focus with real, weekly, achievable goals. I also have Monday, Wednesday and Fridays off and I plan to be on campus five days a week so I can be in touch with everyone (and perhaps actually make it to the gym this semester).

Fashion & Keeping Up Appearances

Fashion fell to the wayside this semester…I lived in hoodies and embraced my inner grunge-punk-rocker. Not that it’s a terrible thing on the whole, I love hoodies, but again, you can’t attract anyone if you’re not going to put any effort into it. I was literally too busy to care (which if I can get back to my usual anal retentive time management skills this semester, shouldn’t be too much of a problem to overcome this next semester). My apartment was okay, certainly not a wreck, but no where near as pristine as I would have liked it to have been…but it (like me) is a work in progress.

I often get yelled at for not having any food in my apartment…but again, this was by far the busiest semester of my academic career and I hope the living day to day as far as food shopping and consumption went pays off in the long run when I get good grades back. I hope to figure out a better way of dealing with it before next semester starts, but by the time I got home from a long day of courses, I was too tired to deal with anything (which is another thing I want to work on long term).

There’s a lot I want to work on for the coming semester and just do the best I can.

Next Semester’s Courses

Arabic IV with Prof. Roustum should be amazing. I’m currently working on him now so that he’ll give in and also offer some of his time to teach us this summer. I’ve offered cookies and to mow his lawn. We’ll see…I’m hoping he’ll be down with the barter system.

Linguistics 301 (Structure of English: Sound System) is with Dr. Michelson, she’s the Chair of the Linguistics Department and I really like her (she’s always been very cordial every time that I’ve met her).

Linguistics 302 (Structure of English: Grammar & Lexicon) is with Dr. Zubin…I can’t wait to take this course, the first time I was introduced to the notion of grammar was not in English, was not in Hebrew, but was in Arabic…why, you might find yourself asking. Because when I went to school we learned “Whole English” which essentially meant that unless you were a creative writer (which I was…in honors writing) you were totally fucked. I can’t wait to learn grammar…I’ve never learned it before…this will be new for me.

Linguistics 421 (Linguistic Anthropology) is with Dr. Bohnemeyer and should be fascinating. An even bigger plus is that I’m in this course with Candie (covarla) and Teresa.

Linguistics 493 (Sociolinguistics) is with Wolfgang Wölk who is the lead advisor to the European Union on Minority Language Rights, as well as a legend in our department. I’m so psyched you don’t even know. The man is just…amazing. Not only that, he could read the dictionary to me out loud and retain my attention and make it interesting. He has one of the best accents I’ve ever had the pleasure of hearing…oh, and he’s a dirty old man with a wonderful twisted and dry sense of humor. I’m so psyched.

MFC481 (Current Issues in Pubic Education) is taught by the same professor who taught my Certificate in Paralegal Studies Course, Olga Possé, Esq. and should be fascinating. I had an A (maybe an A-, I think it was an A) in the last course I took from her and subsequently achieved my certificate in paralegal studies (I collect certificates and certifications like others collect dolls).

CIPP Exam (Certified Information Privacy Professional) I start studying for this exam in January; I’d like to have the credentials to my name before I start my final semester of UB which will be in Fall of 07.

Anyways, I do have more to write about, but it’s nearing 5am….and it’s time for me to prepare to pass out…goodmorning and goodnight everyone!

Might as well do that wrap up now…

Courses

Arabic III with Prof. Roustum was challenging; but no matter how you feel when you walk into his class, he has a way of making you feel a lot better about yourself. Criticism is only given when required, and then, gently to help you, not to hurt you or to embarrass you…it makes a difference. I’m elated that I received an A- in the course…it doesn’t feel real right now, but it will over time. I’ve cried over this course and worked my fingers until they were raw…and it feels good to have it pay off.

Fieldwork with Scott Paauw (I call this class Field Work because it morphed into something slightly farther away than the title originally suggested…we’re thankful for it). This class (while I don’t have my grade in it yet, and don’t want to bring down the evil eye) was amazing. I learned so much, I thought in new ways (which is always wonderful). It lead me to change my mind on certain key issues (and as Taylor Mali says “sometimes changing your mind is the only way to know you still have one”) and was by far, one of the most influential courses of my university career.

Linguistic Analysis I with Hsin-Wei Chen (so called because this course turned into a precursor for another course) was one of the hardest courses I’ve taken here at UB. I have no idea how I did in it; anywhere from an F Double Minus to a B-; I really can’t even gauge myself. I can however say that I still love phonetics, semantics is okay, syntax can bite me, phonology and I are still in a fight and we aren’t speaking, descriptivism and I are still friends and overall I believe I did okay in the course, I’m certainly not fawning over it however, it was difficult. The course was also incredibly high paced, and I would have personally done better in the course if I had it once a week instead of three times a week (exchanging three, one hour long sessions, for one, three hour long session)…and if she didn’t use PowerPoint…PowerPoint is the kiss of death if you ever want anyone to understand anything…it makes learning so passive (there’s a reason I don’t own a television).

Linguistic Analysis II with Kang (so called because this course morphed from what it was supposed to be into Linguistic Analysis II…this time for which the class was not thrilled) was okay, I believe I have anywhere from a B- to an A- and only time will tell. The course was, however, no where near as enjoyable as I had hoped it would be.

Social & Love Life

My social life (outside of weekly Hookah Nights, which I setup at my apartment, so I’d make sure I got a chance to see some friends) was almost nonexistent.

I worked incredibly hard this semester and that left little to no time to hang out with friends which is what it is, I’m at UB to get an education and unfortunately, everything else has to come second to that and fortunately, when your in an academic environment, most seem to understand.

I did, however, get to hang out with Alice (

maleficentseyes) a bunch, for which I’m thankful because I didn’t get to see her nearly enough over the summer and I love her to death. I also had the pleasure of hanging out with Jackie ( iolausian) more often than I ever did in the past which was amazing (slightly crazy) and informative (what she knows about media, is enough to make a CNN producers head spin). Unfortunately, we got to hang out more towards the end of the semester which is when I’m checking my watch every 30 seconds out of fear that I’m off schedule (which is incredibly rude…and unfortunately, really the only way to survive finals week). She’s moving to Albany which isn’t far away and now that I have four day weekends every week for the rest of the Spring Semester I should be able to break way for a few weekend trips. The Twins ( gryvon and covarla) and I had our usual rendezvous, they’re probably more tolerant of my schedule than most given that they’re both Graduate Students. I also got to know Jacqueline ( hollow_voice) a lot better which was nice, because before this year we never hung out. If I didn’t mention you, don’t feel bad, its 4:14am and I’m just writing my thoughts sort of free-flow at the moment.

My love life at the moment is nonexistent…though this isn’t really too much of a complaint.

One certainly can’t meet people unless one leaves the library or their apartment and I’ve done neither a whole lot this semester (not that I’m a recluse, but I have a fridge in my apartment and the library doesn’t, and I had a ton of work this semester which had to get done) and while I have the same (if not stronger) hormonal drive of any other male in my age bracket, I also temper that with the fact that I have an even stronger drive to succeed. There’s also the very real fact that in 12 months and 10 days from now I’ll be in Israel and I don’t want to start a relationship here in Buffalo, it has never been my intention to stay here long term and to form a relationship now where I know the end date isn’t fair for anyone or myself. Why put myself (or even worse, someone else) in a position where I would hurt them?

I’m also not a fan of hooking up with strangers, so unless I find a friend with benefits, it’s just me and my right hand for the time being.

Health

My health has been pretty darn good this semester. I’ve been taking much better care of myself (with improvements that I’m still working on). Weight wise I didn’t gain too much,nor did I loose too much (though when I run into people they say I’ve lost weight, at this point I don’t know if it’s just to be nice, or because I actually have). I tend to shy away from using my scale and prefer to go with how I look (which is pretty good). I’m taking this next year to work on me before I head to the middle east, get tattoos touched up, do pilates more often, meditate more than just once a day and try to just bring everything into balance and into focus with real, weekly, achievable goals. I also have Monday, Wednesday and Fridays off and I plan to be on campus five days a week so I can be in touch with everyone (and perhaps actually make it to the gym this semester).

Fashion & Keeping Up Appearances

Fashion fell to the wayside this semester…I lived in hoodies and embraced my inner grunge-punk-rocker. Not that it’s a terrible thing on the whole, I love hoodies, but again, you can’t attract anyone if you’re not going to put any effort into it. I was literally too busy to care (which if I can get back to my usual anal retentive time management skills this semester, shouldn’t be too much of a problem to overcome this next semester). My apartment was okay, certainly not a wreck, but no where near as pristine as I would have liked it to have been…but it (like me) is a work in progress.

I often get yelled at for not having any food in my apartment…but again, this was by far the busiest semester of my academic career and I hope the living day to day as far as food shopping and consumption went pays off in the long run when I get good grades back. I hope to figure out a better way of dealing with it before next semester starts, but by the time I got home from a long day of courses, I was too tired to deal with anything (which is another thing I want to work on long term).

There’s a lot I want to work on for the coming semester and just do the best I can.

Next Semester’s Courses

Arabic IV with Prof. Roustum should be amazing. I’m currently working on him now so that he’ll give in and also offer some of his time to teach us this summer. I’ve offered cookies and to mow his lawn. We’ll see…I’m hoping he’ll be down with the barter system.

Linguistics 301 (Structure of English: Sound System) is with Dr. Michelson, she’s the Chair of the Linguistics Department and I really like her (she’s always been very cordial every time that I’ve met her).

Linguistics 302 (Structure of English: Grammar & Lexicon) is with Dr. Zubin…I can’t wait to take this course, the first time I was introduced to the notion of grammar was not in English, was not in Hebrew, but was in Arabic…why, you might find yourself asking. Because when I went to school we learned “Whole English” which essentially meant that unless you were a creative writer (which I was…in honors writing) you were totally fucked. I can’t wait to learn grammar…I’ve never learned it before…this will be new for me.

Linguistics 421 (Linguistic Anthropology) is with Dr. Bohnemeyer and should be fascinating. An even bigger plus is that I’m in this course with Candie (

covarla) and Teresa.

Linguistics 493 (Sociolinguistics) is with Wolfgang Wölk who is the lead advisor to the European Union on Minority Language Rights, as well as a legend in our department. I’m so psyched you don’t even know. The man is just…amazing. Not only that, he could read the dictionary to me out loud and retain my attention and make it interesting. He has one of the best accents I’ve ever had the pleasure of hearing…oh, and he’s a dirty old man with a wonderful twisted and dry sense of humor. I’m so psyched.

MFC481 (Current Issues in Pubic Education) is taught by the same professor who taught my Certificate in Paralegal Studies Course, Olga Possé, Esq. and should be fascinating. I had an A (maybe an A-, I think it was an A) in the last course I took from her and subsequently achieved my certificate in paralegal studies (I collect certificates and certifications like others collect dolls).

CIPP Exam (Certified Information Privacy Professional) I start studying for this exam in January; I’d like to have the credentials to my name before I start my final semester of UB which will be in Fall of 07.

Anyways, I do have more to write about, but it’s nearing 5am….and it’s time for me to prepare to pass out…goodmorning and goodnight everyone!

*face palm*

So I was trying to log into myspace, and I couldn’t for the life of me figure out why it wouldn’t login, and I was getting really frustrated and I thought someone hacked my account, so I clicked on “lost password” and it says “enter your email” so I start typing and it starts coming up in Hebrew…at which point I look at the little flag in the corner of my screen next to the battery indicator, and there’s an Israeli flag and I was like “well dammit…” because when you’re inputting your password those little *** things come up so you can’t tell anything.

*face palms*

It’s time for bed.

*face palm*

So I was trying to log into myspace, and I couldn’t for the life of me figure out why it wouldn’t login, and I was getting really frustrated and I thought someone hacked my account, so I clicked on “lost password” and it says “enter your email” so I start typing and it starts coming up in Hebrew…at which point I look at the little flag in the corner of my screen next to the battery indicator, and there’s an Israeli flag and I was like “well dammit…” because when you’re inputting your password those little *** things come up so you can’t tell anything.

*face palms*

It’s time for bed.