This is my Gimmel Tammuz.
Quiet and alone in a house with two sleeping children upstairs, bone tired from my day, while my friends get a ride to the Ohel with my sister, and I eat pastries taken from a farbrengen, and chat online.
I will go next week, when the Ohel is as empty as it ever gets, and I can confront my Rebbe on my own.
Tonight, I do a greater service, letting my sister and brother-in-law, front-line soldiers that they are, gather strength from being in Crown Heights at this time.
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
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Or else you go tomorrow.
thats when the real fun is. kind of hard to get in then
the real fun is when? next week?
no, day of. gimmel tamuz. u should go e, lots of girls there.
If e was interested in girls [at the ohel] then things would be very different.
lol u are right. i would personally donate a case of mashke if E was going to the ohel with a girl for a specific reason
only a case, altie? e. + girl + ohel deserves at least two.
lol u wanna provide the 2nd one? im kinda broke
the mashke's taken care of. Now we only need to girl...
lol good luck with that. be smoooooth with the ladies
Altie, you know...you're eligible. ;)
(Shadchanus goes to me...)(and best thing is, you can't retaliate... ;P)
ok. i always say, find me a nice guy, and i'll show up at the wedding. simple. oh, just make sure he's jewish. i'm strict with that. and tell me the time and place beforehand.
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