tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-71956102012-02-16T03:14:23.915-05:00random thoughts of a nice jewish girl in the city...*singlegalnyc*http://www.blogger.com/profile/07780968821910252962noreply@blogger.comBlogger551100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7195610.post-6441148621300304872009-12-23T14:54:00.005-05:002009-12-23T15:29:42.654-05:00

I am simply unable to function. I am sitting here in front of my computer, completely unable to focus. I can't even properly word a single bullet or objective statement on my resume. I am just staring at the screen, frustrated that the words do not come to me. Did I mention that I wrote a thesis of 75+ words and graduated summa cum laude?All this f*cking medicine is bogging me down. I know it. I

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After our first year at college, my childhood best friend made me a small scrapbook with all sorts of cute cutouts of words & pictures, stickers, glitter and very sweet accompanying text. Reading it, I got nostalgic. It also made me feel good about myself because of the kind (and true?) things she wrote. Here are some excerpts:The point is that we may not remember everything we say, but when I

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(cont from 2006)109. My favorite animal is a monkey.110. My latest favorite ice cream flavor is "chocolate whiskey brownie" from Screme. Wow.111. I am a tea girl. Especially with nana.112. I need to find some bars with fireplaces for the winter.113. I need to earn some money so I can go skiing.114. I need to find a new roommate. Ideally someone who is never around.115. I am on an event committee

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Well, it's the story of my life. It's a broken record. I'm happy, but I'm depressed. I'm "stable," but I'm not functioning. I'm confident, but I'm terrified. I'm outgoing, but I'm hiding. And no one knows.I am now getting more depressed than ever when I realized how much older I'm getting. College is becoming but a distant memory, which is really really really sad. When my parents told me

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My social life is good, but I can't get my life together otherwise. I have been staying in bed and doing nothing all day for days on end. Yet, when I go out and see friends and take trips, I am pretty much fine. I just have no internal motivation, nothing to drive me to move forward in any respect. I don't even have it in me to clean my room or organize my desk. I feel like I can't get

*singlegalnyc*http://www.blogger.com/profile/07780968821910252962noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7195610.post-15618663947324237162009-06-05T13:12:00.005-04:002009-06-05T13:35:21.513-04:00

I am smitten like never before (or that I can recall)!!!I met the most adorable sweet Jewish guy at a party last night. So cute/hot that I almost think he's out of my league, but we had great conversation and flirted very much! At the end of the night he kissed me and it was like the earth stopped. Lightning and thunder. Fireworks. Butterflies. WOW. AMAZING. I was totally lost in the moment and

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It's winter. I enjoy walking outside in my cute winter coats, hats and mittens. Breathing in the chilly air. The festive lights lining Broadway are heralding in a new season of love and giving. Perhaps...I am doing better than I have been lately. However, I am really down on myself when I consider where I am nearly six years after graduating college. I compare myself to others to no end. I see

*singlegalnyc*http://www.blogger.com/profile/07780968821910252962noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7195610.post-52649701323806806902008-10-20T13:17:00.002-04:002008-10-20T13:31:44.147-04:00

Apparently, the 92nd Street Y thinks that I am old, desperate and pathetic! I received a bright pink large postcard in the mail from them to "Meet Your Match." All the events are for ages 30s, 40s & 50s (mostly skewed toward older), with titles like "How to Meet More Men After 40" and "Deeper Dating." Thanks a lot, 92Y! I guess it shows that it could be worse... I don't even go to singles

*singlegalnyc*http://www.blogger.com/profile/07780968821910252962noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7195610.post-8656927559601573222008-10-01T21:45:00.003-04:002008-10-01T21:57:50.754-04:00

It's a bit of an outrageous goal, but it's what I'd like to earn in FY2009. If I get the kind of job I am aiming to get and work really hard, it is feasible...How I would spend it:$45,000 taxes?$24,000 living expenses$18,000 savings/investment/RothIRA $5,000 tzedakah (charity)$4,000 travel$2,000 clothes$2,000 pay back debtHow does that sound? I'll let you know if it happens!!!

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I am not a big TV watcher...which is why I love my DVR. I can tape shows and then watch them at my leisure. I have movies saved up in the queue for when I might want 'em, too. (In short, DVR helps accommodate my active social life in Manhattan - yeah right!)However, today, my DVR failed me. I was watching a real-time Law & Order: Criminal Intent and it had me sitting on the edge of my seat and

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A friend of mine has described the Upper West Side (Jewish-particularly Orthodox) dating community as dysfunctional. It's very close-knit and people tend to socialize and date within the community, yet are unwilling to settle down. I think that this trend mirrors a larger trend within NYC (and other urban areas), namely that young singles are committment-phobic and insatiable. There's gotta be

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...was the theme of last night's date.We had fun flirting and talking and joking around... but at the end of the night, he was weird. I thought there was chemistry, but when I touched his arm during dinner and his back while we were looking at a map together, he did nothing. When he dropped me off at the subway, he was about to walk away without even giving me a hug (or a handshake or high 5 or

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Has anyone seen it? I was not able to locate it on YouTube, but it aired on FOX at 12:30pm today (target audience: rich housewives?)I hate to criticize Israel because it is my first love (okay, not counting family + future husband), but I was not a fan of this ad.The commercial starts with a pair of tourists (a couple) who are trying to find their way and two Israeli women walk by quickly, say

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So life is up! And so is my luck!I met a gorgeous guy this weekend. He is very tall, about 6'3. He is suave and sexy and has a British accent. Plus he's a doctor. And he's Jewish. And he's Israeli. Yet, he's also very kind, sincere, funny and has good taste in music! I don't have a picture of him to share with you, but imagine a cross between McDreamy (from Grey's Anatomy) and Mr. Big (from Sex

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If you are reading this, please take a moment to comment & say hello!I am doing better. Doctor upped my anti-depressant a few days ago and it really makes a difference. Hopefully, I'll be able to focus better to apply for and maybe even get a job!Don't be shy -- Say hi!!

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Things Could Be Worse1) I could be an orphan.2) I could be deaf.3) I could be blind.4) I could be paralyzed.5) I could be homeless.6) I could have a fatal disease.7) I could be living in a dictatorship.8) I could be persecuted because I'm Jewish.9) I could be lost in the middle of nowhere for eternity.10) I could be immortal.11) I could have no faith (which I sometimes don't).12) I could be

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The first list I made was in 2006. Here's some more (another triple chai=54):55. I started running in the parks near me. It feels good.56. I have never used a vibrator.57. I have thought about it and would buy it in cash.58. I am completely heterosexual, but am curious about lesbians. I wonder what it would feel like.59. I wish I could [redacted]60. I wonder if I'll ever have as good sex as I

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So here I am...more than 4 years after I started this blog. It's interesting to read back about the roller-coaster that has been my life.Right now, I am stuck in a rut...though I always have been in some way or another. I have barely been supporting myself, have absolutely no motivation and have a complete and utter lack of self-esteem, such that I am paralyzed to even sit down and revise my

*singlegalnyc*http://www.blogger.com/profile/07780968821910252962noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7195610.post-58399193321642197092007-12-22T14:11:00.001-05:002008-09-15T20:43:43.050-04:00

I acknowledge that miserable is a strong word, but I am struggling financially, career-wise and relationship-wise. Here's a brief introduction to the status quo of my life at the present moment. You will have the joy of reading specific humorous anecdotes at a later date.FinancesMoney is a problem. I am very fortunate to be living in a rent-stabilized apartment, but I am still taking in very

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I have had no posts for 2007 and the year is virtually over!I will do my best to write some interesting and entertaining content for my readers soon. Happy holidays!:)

*singlegalnyc*http://www.blogger.com/profile/07780968821910252962noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7195610.post-1163811739296598192006-11-17T20:01:00.000-05:002006-11-17T20:02:19.306-05:00

I received the following notice from them:Sender: Commerce BankSubject: Refunded Payment - Verizon WirelessMessage: The check issued to this payee has not been presented for payment. A refund will be issued to your account within 2-3 business days. If you need further assistance, please contact customer service.Payee Name: VERIZON WIRELESSPayment Amount: $103.27Payment Date: April 10 2006 I

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(part I in previous post)So I was stood up on Tuesday night, but thoroughly confused as to why because we had a great email/phone rapport and he did not seem like the type of guy to do such a rude thing.On Wednesday night, I considered going to a class that he said he was going to, just to meet him face-to-face to find out what happened. A friend advised me not to (she actually said it would be

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Yep. I was stood up this evening. For the very first time. Ordinarily (were such a situation to occur), I would have been annoyed and a little disappointed, but tonight, I was bewildered and a lot disappointed. It's wrong to set your expectations too high, but I was really into this guy (I met him online.) He seems very genuine. Down-to-earth. Funny. Sentimental. Self-aware. Connected to

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Read the below quote from an ad for an event at the JCC."Applying to school can be an overwhelming and anxiety-producing process. Join our distinguished panel to get some of your questions answered: when to apply... how to choose the right school for your child, interviews, first choice letters, and how to survive the process."Sounds just like applying to college, right? Well, I left out the

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Haha. An Israeli friend of mine asked me if "Labor Day" referred to giving birth or to work. I replied "giving birth" with a straight face and looked him right in the eye for about 5 seconds before cracking up. On that note, it would most certainly be disrespectful were I to work today. "Work" as in looking for work! Instead I will probably go hang out in Central Park. There is a frum

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(in no particular order)(this has been a work in progress)1. My favorite color is turquoise.2. I am a nice Jewish girl in New York, but I am not a JAP.3. I am bipolar.4. I am grossly underpaid. 5. I graduated college with highest honors.6. I drink lots of water.7. I recently got addicted to Sudoku.8. My little sister is getting married. 9. It takes me 10 minutes to choose an ice cream flavor.10.

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I've always been sensitive to comments that people make about something being "retarded," "so gay," etc. Schizo was a term I never used to think as much about and used it occasionally myself to denote certain situations.But now I am SO much more aware of how horrible it is to joke about mental issues, sexual preferences, etc. It's just so wrong.Over the course of the last year or so, I have been

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Leave it to a stand-up comic to instill some inspiration in me. I don't exactly remember the context, but the point was all in the delivery. "It Could Be Worse." And it was funny. People laughed. A friend of mine performed too. He was one of the best comics there :) Anyway, it (LIFE) could be worse. A guy stopped me politely on the street when I got out of the subway at midnight. He asked me if

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...how many people would come to my funeral?Does anyone ever wonder that?Recently, a girl my age was hit by a car. She got 400 (to the funeral). It was a "tragedy." The community rallied together. A friend of a friend told me she was sick of hearing about it. Do people get idolized too much in death?I guess I'd be pitied if I committed suicide. Lots of hushed whispers. What ifs. Why didn't I know

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There's this guy:1. I dated him. 2. It lasted about a month. 3. Then he dumped me to be just "friends."4. Now he calls me constantly, invites me places and invites himself over my place.5. And he tries to hook up with me. (Usually I acquiesce!)What is up?? I should give him the cold shoulder until he wants to properly date me and take me out, but honestly, I don't really feel jerked around

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So subways....you know how when you're on the platform and the uptown or downtown train arrives (in the opposite direction than the one you're travelling), and then sometimes your train comes at the same time. I love when that happens. It reminds me of a simultaneous orgasm... Contemplating things such as this make my daily commutes a little less irritating.What do you think of that?!

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hopefully the tides will change.my resolutions for this year:-stop biting my nails.-get happy.-pay off debt.-go to israel.-get a job i like.-get some direction in my life.-find a guy i really like.new year's eve was not so thrilling. i went to a party with some friends at this random guy's apartment. he hired a dj and bouncer. penthouse. terrace. cigarettes. lots of vodka (i only consumed one

*singlegalnyc*http://www.blogger.com/profile/07780968821910252962noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7195610.post-1131738371764263292005-11-11T14:38:00.000-05:002005-11-11T14:46:11.776-05:00

i am such a space cadet. i haven't been sleeping well. i've been taking my meds at very inconsistent intervals, missing about a dose a day over the last few days. i feel like a zombie. i haven't taken out my contacts in like 72 hours (and they aren't disposables.) i just cancelled a trip to visit good friends in boston this weekend. i had to pay bills and clean my room. i saw a cockroach in my

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...y obsession with DINERS!!!I love 'em... and here's my very own TOP 10 LIST OF WHY DINERS ROCK:10. Your glass of water is never -- make that, never ever -- empty. Somehow the glasses (minute though they may be) are magically always refilled without the need to flag down the wait staff. I swear, Elijah must be around somewhere... 9. There's the unassuming atmosphere, where one can be completely

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.......and better than ever! It's been a tumultuous year, but I rode it out and here I am again, ready for this blog to suck the life out of me. :)Only kidding. I find it to be cathartic. And I hope you find it to be entertaining (and maybe educational, insightful, inspiring). If so, please bookmark/blogroll me and come back to visit!Stay tuned for lots of exciting stuff to come about dating in

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This quote speaks for itself: Be who you are and say how you feel, because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind. -Dr. Seuss By the way, they sell Dr. Seuss books in Hebrew. Now that's a good test of Hebrew abilities and also lots of fun to read. Check out your local Judaica store! For a graduation present, I received a book called Seuss-isms for Success: Insider Tips

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Sometimes I have to wonder about the intellect of my fellow human beings. The following particular complaints are mathematical ones. First of all, what is up with those tip cards? When people whip them out at restaurants, it seems they want to impress others with how savvy and prepared they are (as in, "Look how smooth I am; I brought condoms!" (i.e. "I knew I was gonna get some tonight!")) I

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In a departure from my recent ramblings on how pathetic my life is (Note: this perception has not changed; life is still a wooden roller-coaster with loops), I'd like to thank PepGiraffe for inspiring this post of past boyfriends. Disclaimer (for males): Sometimes for anonymity reasons, and sometimes for sheer amusement, women and their friends identify past, present & future suitors with

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These wise words are fairly inspirational: To laugh often and much, To win the respect of intelligent people, and the affection of children; To earn the appreciation of honest critics, and endure the betrayal of false friends; To appreciate beauty; To find the best in others; To leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch... To know even one

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Wow, well I am feelng a lot better and I guess I can attribute it to the increased dosage of my mood stabilizer, in addition to my life stabilizing le'at le'at (slowly slowly). The last post from this Monday was a little exaggerated because I was describing events and feelings I had the previous week, so my road to recovery hasn't been *quite* this dramatic. And I almost have new roommates the

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First of all, apologies to my loyal readers for my unexplained absence. This can, in fact, be attributed to my recent trip to Israel as a deputy diplomat in the department of peace-keeping efforts and hasbara-associated conflagrations. Actually, I've just been busy dealing with life and contemplating "next steps" regarding said life, specifically the choice between work or play. Just kidding,

*singlegalnyc*http://www.blogger.com/profile/07780968821910252962noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7195610.post-1093160071414023692004-08-22T03:06:00.000-04:002004-08-22T14:04:57.780-04:00

I'm back in the City this weekend!! I came on Thursday and have been enjoying it and feeling (almost) back to my old self. It's really nice to be here and to be engaged in a regular life of work (okay, interviews..), social life and home (with roommates as opposed to my mishpucha.) I keep wondering though if I'm really the same as the old me, and then predictably contemplating what the heck

*singlegalnyc*http://www.blogger.com/profile/07780968821910252962noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7195610.post-1091680031846144632004-08-05T00:19:00.000-04:002004-08-05T00:39:28.916-04:00

The big question for me recently has been: "Where does my sickness end and my personality begin?" And vice versa, of course. What this means in reality is the following: If I get overly pissed off for something trivial (but it *could* be as justified as I perceive), how should I attribute that? Is it ME or is it my ILLNESS? I am being completely serious here. Irritability is a dimension of what

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...I'm missing a wedding today and I'm majorly bummed. Just bought my sister a book she wanted to thank her for being so awesome. Otherwise did nothing today but mope around. Lucky me. Lucky you to read about it. Something more exciting to be written in the near future, I promise. Don't stop visiting. Please don't. Please don't go... Please don't goooooooowhooaaaaa.... Please don't go away...

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1. I will never recuperate; recovery time is 2-4 weeks; but I am terrified that I will never be fully "stable," and will need to rely on drugs the rest of my life. 2. I will lose my boyfriend. Sounds flaky (which is totally not me), but I met him just over 2 months ago and am falling head over heels for him.  We are currently on a hafsaka (ie break), but I am praying that he doesn't meet

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That new job didn't quite work out.  I'm pretty upset, but it gives me time to heal b/c I am suffering from a major mental illness right now. Besides the "sex life" issue, this was one other reason I wanted to keep my blog anonymous. I'd like to be able to speak openly about everything, be it my political, sexual, spiritual or mental opinions and conditions (and positions ;) ) Heh, anyway, part

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I am on a brief hiatus but will be back soon with lots of exciting posts (many currently in draft form, about my life, current events, Jewish stuff, etc.) I am starting a new job later this month (YAY!!) :) and am too busy with other tachlis right now to be dealing with this blog. .....BUT STAY POSTED..... :)

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Below are some interesting thoughts from Thomas Friedman at the NYT. He proposes a headline of "Bush Administration Calls an End to the 'War on Terrorism'" as one he'd like to see during his 3-month sabbatical to write a book. What he has to say here is sage..... [parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme...I *LOVE* Simon & Garfunkel...When's their next concert?....*end tangent*] Here's the quote: Bush

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Yesterday was the NYC premiere of Michael Moore's most recent controversial soapbox hit, Fahrenheit 9/11. I stopped by Lincoln Square Cinemas to discover that the 6 evening performances (playing in 3 theaters) for last night were all sold out. Any bets on how high it will place on the "Box Office Hits" list? I'm not a particularly "political" person, but it will be interesting to see how this

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The New York Daily News conducted a somewhat unscientific study of how nice New Yorkers really are. The results are mystifying. Notably, 84% of NYers (ie Manhattanites; apologies if I'm being presumptuous) gladly provided directions for the directionless and in the Bronx, 76% loaned their cellphones to the cellphone-less. Maybe I'm too cynical, but the reporters who were sent out on these "

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I've often thought it would be fun to be a copywriter and come up with ads like the following (in the NYC subway): "If you're feeling claustrophobic, think of wide-open spaces full of indigenous people selling crafts. Perhaps I can show you travel agents and airline reservations." (for Verizon SuperPages) It's creative and resonates with subway riders who are packed in like sardines! Even

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Gawker reports on a woman being invoiced for 50% of the cost of her date with a man. Gotta love Manhattan. Check it out at: Dating In Manhattan: An Exercise In Contract Law All I can say is "Oy vey!"

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As I meet more and more people in this crazy city, I keep wondering, what is it that differentiates me from being just another 20-something female living in Manhattan??? A corollary of this is the challenge of identifying myself. I remember when I was in college, it was quite easy to describe myself to new people I met. I go to X University where I am majoring in Y and Z. (I wonder if I'll

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As my soul blossoms Klal Yisrael b'yachad Oolay aliyah ------------------------ Components of haiku: 5/7/5 (syllables) nature/seasonal reference Translation: As my soul (nefesh) blossoms All of Israel (community) together Perhaps aliyah (immigration to Israel) Would love to know if this resonates with anyone or if you have feedback :)

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Welcome to my blog: Single Gal in NYC. Yes I know, it's not overly creative, and my status as "single" is transient, but as long as I'm not married, I think it's a fair descriptor. Hopefully you will enjoy reading about my travails as a young single Manhattanite who strives to be anything but ordinary. Certainly more will be revealed about me through this blog, but here's for starters...

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