Catching Up

So apparently my blog sucks. Or so I've been told. I haven't really had much time to update it regularly, and to my regular readers, I apologize. Although, to be perfectly honest, if reading my blog is a primary source of entertainment for you, you ought to really assess your life. I'm just kidding! Of course my blog should be a primary source of entertainment for all! I sincerely apologize for working over 40 hours per week (including going home early on Fridays for Shabbos), without pay, spending an hour a night learning, and fitting my wife into my remaining free time, such that I haven't had the time or the energy to really post as often as I might like to. Clearly it is my fault, and I shall endeavor, from now on, to post more frequently.

Just for the record, I signed on one night last week to post, sat at the computer for about 20 minutes, and could think of nothing to say.

Anyway, on to the news:

I got a job. Well, it's a part time job. I'm going to be working as the fill-in Program Coordinator of the OU's IPA internship program. That's right, my name is now Sussman. If you don't know what that means, don't worry about it. It's an inside joke among IPA alumni (and their spouses). As of now, I will still be interning on the Hill in the same office (Eric Cantor) as before. It just means that I'll be working fewer hours as an intern, and getting paid on the side from the OU. Yay, money! Thank G-d!

In other news:

Our car broke down a couple of weeks ago, but is now working. A few days prior to it breaking down, a woman backed into me as I was pulling out of a parking space at the Kosher supermarket. She was not Jewish - she was Asian. The Kosher supermarket is right next door to an Asian market, in case you were wondering. Anyway, I checked the car for outside damage, and I saw none. I was content with that, but the woman wanted to give me her phone number in case anything was wrong. I felt that was unnecessary, but very noble. I took her number, and she then asked me for mine. This made me nervous. Fortunately, however, there were two men who witnessed the whole thing, and one of them even told me, after I had given the woman my number, that I should not have done so, and offered me his number in case I needed a witness. She has not called, and I am not complaining!

Well, I don't really know what else to post here. I was thinking about something, but I cannot remember now what it was. I guess it will just have to wait until I post again, in about 3 weeks or so.

Until next time,

Seth