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The best thing about having Robbie around is that he's writing about our days about town as well.

Here's what he wrote about his first day in Philly:

It was a great day, I didn't realize how much I missed Robbie, it's still hard to believe it's been almost five months since I'd seen him and now he's here.

I'm really happy.
But still home sick.
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This evening my brother Robbie a.k.a [ profile] hemlock_sholes is coming here!
I can't wait, I haven't seen him in nearly five months and I really missed him.

He's the quintessential big brother, teasing me and tickling me, we banter and bicker more than anybody else in the family, for some reason we're the only ones okay with it.
Our parents, they hate it when we bicker, they don't seem to realize that bickering is way better than actually fighting or you know, not being on speaking terms at all.

Robbie is a great big brother, unfortunately he'll always make me feel like a baby and have the ability to make me cry.

I hope he's learned that I'm not as silly or stupid as he seems to sometimes think, or at least make me think he thinks I am.

Yay, he'll be here in a few hours!
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Got back from the Philly Pride Parade.
Fun was had by yours truly.
I am now a whole lot more buttoned than I was before and I have lots of beads and chains for Israeli Pride.
Plus, I finally have a rainbow flag! Woot!

The floats were very nice, but by far the best one was the mock X-Men float, in which all our favourite super-heroes and heroines were queered and called themselves the G-Men... which is pretty ironic since the X-Men are notoriously non-government.
It was pretty weird hearing the cartoon theme song blaring out of the speakers and then getting a techno version of "I will survive" right after it.

So we (as in all of queer Philadelphia and the allies) marched through Center City to Penn's Landing near the river and there, there was much the commercialized booths.
What is it with Americans and beer.

Bud Lite was the sponsor for the event.

Not all was good though, I was being stalked )
And Mummy had warned me to have fun and be weary of predators :)
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Happy Shavuot!!!!

שבועות שמח!!!

And after so many (okay three) days of muggy, humid, blah heat the Gods are smiling down on us and it is raining!
Happy Happy Joy Joy!
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There was a festival in Mt. Airy (the neighborhood I'm currently living in) and I had Falafel!!!

Plus there was music, lots of fresh air and just a lot of spending time outside.

Also pancake brunch which the sib-in-law made... mmmm, blueberry jam.

A good day.

You can probably tell by the broken sentences that I'm really tired.
Good tired :)
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לאור העובדה שנפגשתי אתמול עם שני ישראלים לבילוי חשבתי לכתוב את הפוסט בעברית.
מאד נחמד לפגוש אנשים בני גילך שבאים מאותו מקום כמוך (שניהם היו מרעננה) ולדבר על חוויות של צבא וכאלה, אבל שניהם עושים BA כאן באוניברסיטת פנסילפבניה ושינהם במקום מאד שונה ממני.
מה גם לאחד מהם יש חברה בשם קורטני... מניו ג'רסי... ג'אפית אמיתית, מאד נחמדה, מאד יהודיה אמריקאית.
ג'אפ = jap = Jewish American Princess, just for those who didn't know.

ראינו את "משימה בלתי אפשרית 3" שהיה, כצפוי, מאד צפוי.
רק פיליפ סימור הופמן היה אלילי, כפי שהוא כרגיל, מי שלא ראה "קפוטה" חייב!

דיברנו על צבא, משפחה, מלחמה וכל שאר הדברים שמראים לך איזה טיפוס ישראלי יושב מולך.
מאד נהניתי, די ברור לאור העובדה שחזרתי הבייתה בשתיים לפנות בוקר :)
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I don't know if it was apparent from the way I was writing but for the past few weeks I was pretty depressed (I actually burst into tears last night and wet my brother-in-law's shoulder), I was home sick and wasted my weekends away.
Last night the depression seemed to have reached it's peak (hence the crying) and I forced myself to leave the neighborhood and explore Philadelpiha on my own.

And I did.

Transamerica - there are spoilers here so beware )

Jingoism and Patriotism... Oy vey! )

The city itself gives a great urban impression, I could personally discern the different smells that to me, mean "City". The slight aftertaste of petrol in the air, because the streets are full of cars, the smell of sewage, thank God it wasn't over whelming, other wise getting out of my funk would have been so not worth it, as it happens it merely made walking in Center City all the more enriching, because out here in the suburbs, it's very "clean" almost country like, and since I am overall and urban kind of girl I felt myself walking along and feeling as if I was on Alenbi... sort of, Alenbi isn't THAT dirty, is it, not like Shenkin.
Anyway, I walked along the shops, did some viewing and window shopping and then went into Borders (which is my temple where I worship all the Gods and Goddess' of books) and bought some comic books, which I shall talk about later, since I haven't finished reading them yet.

That is all that happened today, tomorrow I'll be going the Philadelphia Art Museum... yes, the one from Rocky and yes I will hum the theme and jump up and down like a moron.


I liked the movie.
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Another week went by and indeed another Friday, one of the coldest, but rather satisfying.

I finally got to the Yarn shop on Chestnut Hill (a very nice neighborhood near Mt. Airy, where I'm currently staying).
The shop was awesome! )

Went to Borders books and bought a DC comic book with Batman and Superman, oh how I love the Bats... Supes is okay... in a boy scout kind of way. I love the interaction and dichotomy in those two, it's amazing how different their approach is and still how successful they are as superheroes.
Batman in probably the only reason I prefer DC to Marvel (okay and Vertigo is better, but they're practically independent from DC anyway).
Oh to be a superhero... but being a Mutant is better.

Batman is human and he's better than all of them.
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Pretty boring day, all in all.
Except for a slight disagreement with between the Father, the Mother and the Son.
The Aunt and the Daughter remained out of it, thankfully.


Yesterday was actually a lot more interesting, it was so freakin' cold I could hardly walk down the street to the coffee shop at the end of the long street, so I just crossed the road to the commuters coffee shop there.

It was nice and warm and the girl operating the place actually helped me in with the pram, she was very sweet and of course oooohed and aaaahed over Libby who was fast asleep.
She does sleep very well, not to mention the whole extreme cold knocks her out.
So while I'm in the coffee shop (drinking my caramel latte and knitting), this guy comes in and I see the operating girl roll her eyes and even say a small silent prayer.

The man was wacko - in a loud harmless sort of way - he noticed me and started a conversation, I basically nodded and hummed and the girl kept looking at me and nodding as if to say you're doing okay.
The guy was basically there to get lunch for his pregnant wife (which he saw fit to show me on his phone-cam), I must infinite patience because it was only after he quizzed me about Libby; I made it clear I was not her mother (why would I be her mother, okay so it makes sense; what with the young woman pushing a pram and all, but it made me very uncomfortable, I'm pretty sure I'll be child-free) and told him I was just babysitting for my sister, he started asking me when I'll get a boyfriend.
Told him I'd had and was not interested at the moment in finding one.
Then came the whole talk about how there should be peace in Israel (how he deciphered from my accent that I was Israeli I'll never know) and how he prays for peace every day and how I should find a man to be happy with, because you know it's unnatural for two men to be together, just a man and a woman.


I promptly lost patience and tried to ignore him as best as possible, luckily his food was ready and he left. I turned to the girl and asked:
"He he always like this?"
"Oh no, that was mild"
"Does he come here everyday?!" I wanted to come back here, since it was so close and the coffee didn't suck.
"He used to," she looked up "But then god smiled and he moved".

Funny lady.
Creepy man.
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So what's been happening with me )

Oh, and on Saturday we went for brunch, came back, stayed at home and watched an episode of Angel whilst eating Chinese Take away.

It's been a pretty good weekend and start of the week.


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June 2015

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V and Justice

V: Ah, I was forgetting that we are not properly introduced. I do not have a name. You can call me V. Madam Justice...this is V. V... this is Madam Justice. hello, Madam Justice.

Justice: Good evening, V.

V: There. Now we know each other. Actually, I've been a fan of yours for quite some time. Oh, I know what you're thinking...

Justice: The poor boy has a crush on adolescent fatuation.

V: I beg your pardon, Madam. It isn't like that at all. I've long admired you...albeit only from a distance. I used to stare at you from the streets below when I was a child. I'd say to my father, "Who is that lady?" And he'd say "That's Madam Justice." And I'd say "Isn't she pretty."

V: Please don't think it was merely physical. I know you're not that sort of girl. No, I loved you as a person. As an ideal.

Justice: What? V! For shame! You have betrayed me for some harlot, some vain and pouting hussy with painted lips and a knowing smile!

V: I, Madam? I beg to differ! It was your infidelity that drove me to her arms!

V: Ah-ha! That surprised you, didn't it? You thought I didn't know about your little fling. But I do. I know everything! Frankly, I wasn't surprised when I found out. You always did have an eye for a man in uniform.

Justice: Uniform? Why I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about. It was always you, V. You were the only one...

V: Liar! Slut! Whore! Deny that you let him have his way with you, him with his armbands and jackboots!

V: Well? Cat got your tongue? I though as much.

V: Very well. So you stand revealed at last. you are no longer my justice. You are his justice now. You have bedded another.

Justice: Sob! Choke! Wh-who is she, V? What is her name?

V: Her name is Anarchy. And she has taught me more as a mistress than you ever did! She has taught me that justice is meaningless without freedom. She is honest. She makes no promises and breaks none. Unlike you, Jezebel. I used to wonder why you could never look me in the eye. Now I know. So good bye, dear lady. I would be saddened by our parting even now, save that you are no longer the woman I once loved.


-"V for Vendetta"


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