I’m exhausted. This week has been super busy and I haven’t had time to breath or go to Target. Both of which are equally important of course. Fortunately, I have nothing aside from a date with the washing machines and my Tivo planned for tonight. Possibly a visit from the local sushi guy as well. Oh yeah, did I mention I gained back most of the post-tonsillectomy weight I lost while I lived off of Slurpees? Time to start counting points again. Ugh.
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Monday night I saw Comme T’y Es Belle (Gorgeous) at the Jewish Film Festival. None of my friends could go, so I ended up going by myself. I used to have a huge complex about going to movies alone, now I don’t mind it at all. Anyway, the movie was really funny (it’s being touted as the Jewish, French version of Sex and the City) and should the festival come to your city, I highly recommend it.
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I ordered these super cute reusable grocery bags. I know they’re pricey for bags, but I had a discount and I’m splitting them with a friend. And maybe their cuteness will make me remember to actually take them to the market with me so I don’t have to waste plastic ones every time I go.
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Maria (a Grammy nominated graphic artist, creator of my awesome header image, and giver of beautiful personalized note cards), has started her own letterpress business. Order from her, she is awesome.
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The Jdate with the Computer Guy will be rescheduled because I messed up and double booked my Wednesday night. I’m not sure when we’re getting together, as we’ve been playing email and phone tag.

In more Jdate news, I spoke on the phone to a really cool guy who stumbled onto my blog following our phone conversation in which I shared my lovely story of how Kirk Gibson broke my heart. We had the phone conversation Tuesday night, and Wednesday morning I noticed a search for “kirk gibson is a jerk” with a bunch of hits. So, being the nosy person I am, I did a trace route (yes, I’m aware I’m a nerd) and discovered the IP address was coming from the same area in which the new Jdate Guy lived. He knows I know he read it and he’s cool if I mention him, and it’s all good, albeit a little weird. But, it was bound to happen eventually, it just took three and a half years to do so. So, hi Kirk Gibson Guy, looking forward to meeting you on Monday!
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In TV news, I’m addicted to Run’s House now. Why? I have no idea. I blame Tivo. But I know my sister watches it too. So who does everyone think will win The Amazing Race? And Meg, I’ve been watching you on Workout and you look great!
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Yesterday was the awards reception menu tasting at the Beverly Hills Hotel. We tasted two soups, three main dishes, and three (!) desserts. I want to kidnap the pastry chef and make him mine! The hotel is gorgeous, everyone there is so nice, and we walked past Kathy Griffin having lunch. I also learned that one of the other two women being honored is the wife of the mayor of Beverly Hills. Talk about being in good company! I am so looking forward to the luncheon, even if I do have to speak in front of 300 people. At least this gives me an excuse to buy a new suit.

In more Big Sister news, Tuesday night was a dinner for Bigs at Buddha’s Belly (owned by a Big!). While I was there, I chatted briefly with a Big Sister who recently quit her day job and rented a commercial kitchen downtown. Now the exciting part–she cooks but does not bake. We traded info and I’m hoping to meet her for drinks or something to discuss potentially working together in the future. How cool is that?
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In other news, I thought that after getting dissed by a postal worker mid-transaction last weekend, I’d be cool with the post office for a while. No such luck. The mailman (postal carrier?) for my apartment building has apparently decided that he/she no longer needs to sort fliers, catalogs, and Bed Bath and Beyond coupons (!!!) and instead, dumps them in a post office box thingy in front of the mailboxes in the lobby. Now I know why I haven’t been getting my BBB coupons lately.
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And now, for something new. I think every Thursday I’ll ask you guys a random question. This week’s question is: What is your least favorite word and why? I hate the word panties. I hate how it sounds and I don’t know anyone who uses it aside from Victoria’s Secret (and men who learned it from Victoria’s Secret).
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Finally, I’m so glad to see my commenters back. I thought you all had ditched me or something. I missed you.

You go on three dates with a lovely and amazing girl. On the third date, you stay at her apartment until the wee hours of the morning. When you leave, you say you’ll call her later that day, but don’t. Her birthday is the following day. Do you: a) Call her to wish her a happy birthday; b) IM her to wish her a happy birthday; c) both of the above; d) neither of the above, please explain.

Some of the comments in yesterday’s post cracked me up and made me realize it’s time for this question:

What fashion trend would you like to never make a comeback (or, if it’s too late for that, wish never did made a comeback)?

This question of the day comes from Superfluous Juxtaposition reader, Jessica, who asks:

By what day in the week must you ask someone/be asked by someone for a Friday night date? A Saturday night date? Or does it even matter anymore? Any insight would be appreciated. Thanks!

Discuss.

And in case you were wondering, my answer is: It doesn’t matter. Just don’t not make other plans because of him.

Lately I’ve been finding myself saying If I have kids… rather than When I have kids… That makes me sad. And scared. And right now, it’s my biggest fear. What if, by the time I meet my beshert, I’m too old or unable to have children? I can’t imagine never having children.

What’s your biggest fear?

For those of you who have tried Internet dating, what was your least favorite phrase to read in a profile? Or what was an instant turn-off?

What products have you bought/would like to buy from an infomercial? If you bought something, did it work as advertised?

What do you call the dessert topping in this picture? I was talking to a coworker about baking and used the word jimmies–she had no idea what they were. After I described them as chocolate sprinkles, she knew what I was talking about. Apparently, she just calls them sprinkles. Is jimmies a Michigan thing (kinda like doorwall) or do other parts of the country use it as well?

Do you date/did you marry outside of your religion or race? Why or why not?

Screw my give-every-guy-three-dates-rule. I’m not going out with The Comic again. He already called me the afternoon after our second date and left a voicemail saying he hopes we can get together this coming weekend. There is absolutely no interest on my part, so I don’t want to go out again. Men, help me out here. What do I say? Is honesty really the best policy?

My friend and I want to try fondue this weekend. Does anyone know of a good fondue place in LA? So far all I have found is La Fondue Bourguignonne in Sherman Oaks. Are there others or is this the best one?

Do you download music using a pay site like iTunes or a peer-to-peer application like LimeWire? And why?

Let’s say you have a 2000 Honda Civic with super low miles that will be paid off mid 2005. Do you: a) keep it for a couple more years sans payments and save money; b) sell it for a nice amount, stick the money in your savings, and lease an Audi A4; c) put the money toward the purchase of an Audi A4.

Your friend introduces you to her new boyfriend. You think he’s a nice enough guy, but a little eh and know she can do better. She asks you what you think of him. Do you tell her your honest opinion of him or not?

Pardon my ignorance, but what the hell does emo mean? Where did it come from? How long have people been saying it?

Are you dressing up for Halloween? If so, as what?

Do you believe a) there is only one person meant for you or b) there are many people but it all depends on circumstance? Talk amongst yourselves.

Will you be voting in the upcoming presidential election? If yes, for whom? If no, why not?

What do you call this type of shoe:

e.g., gym shoes, sneakers, tennis shoes? And where are you from?

(This question was posed to the listeners on the Kevin and Bean Show on KROQ this morning. I thought it was interesting, so I figured I’d go with it too.)

What celebrity would you vote for as President of the United States and why?

How did you meet your husband/wife/significant other?

Anyone know how to pop a key back onto a Dell laptop? My parents dog stepped on my computer and managed to dig his paw into the keyboard. Fortunately, it’s the tilde key which I rarely use, but I’d still like to put it back. Anyone know the secret?

*I know, pretty lame Question of the Day. I promise a better one to follow shortly. Or, if you have a suggestion for a Question of the Day, post it in the comments.

You’re at home sick on a weekday. What is the one daytime tv show you love to watch but are embarrassed to admit to watching? Discuss.

This Question of the Day may be irrelevant now, as I believe SpeedDating Guy has been hit by the bus. No phone call or text message since he left my apartment. I even left a “thank you, I had a nice time” message. Nada. However, it is still a fun question so here it goes:

When SpeedDating Guy and I went on date two, he picked me up at my apartment. We got to his truck and he unlocked my door, let me get in, then closed it. (I’ve never dated a guy with a pickup truck. I know mom, I didn’t think Jewish boys had pickups either.) He then walked to the driver’s side and unlocked the door and let himself in. The following times we got in the car I did unlock his door. So, keeping in mind the truck does not have power locks, the question is:

Was I supposed to reach across and unlock his door from the inside?

Last night, my friend and I found ourselves reminiscing about Swatch Watches. And the cool “protectors” that went with them! What are some of your favorite memories from the 80s?

You know that commercial with Gary Coleman? The one where he’s talking about how he used to have millions but now he’s broke so he needed to borrow money? I hate it. It bugs me to no end! What’s the one tv commercial that drives you nuts?

Has anything you’ve written in your blog come back to haunt you? Or help you? Do you censor what you write? I ask this because sometimes I become paranoid about writing about my dates. What if they find my blog? Will they laugh? Be pissed off? Think I’m nutty for sharing all this info?

Your thoughts and experiences please.

How the hell do you fold a fitted sheet?

I now have two episodes of Entourage Tivo’d. Are they worth watching or should I not waste my time? Discuss.

You’re buying a coffee/tea/whatever at your local Coffee Bean/Starbucks/whatever. There is a tip jar on the counter. Do you leave a tip? Discuss.

First, a little background: I spent $7.50 to park and $1 on a tip today parking at my doctor’s office. The office is in a building with a parking garage on Wilshire in Beverly Hills. You pull into the garage, take a ticket, then pull up to the valet. (There is no self parking.) The valet parks and retrieves your car. On your way out, you stop at the booth, hand them your entrance ticket, and pay the parking fee.

Do you tip the valet? If so, how much?

Today’s question on Caller ID etiquette was inspired by a conversation I had with my friend JAB earlier tonight. Here’s the scenario:

Your phone rings. You look at the caller ID and recognize the number, so you know who is calling. Do you answer the phone by saying a)Hey name-of-caller or b)Hello? as if you don’t know who is calling?

Please share your thoughts in the comments.

I am a fan of the serial comma. I admit it. While an editor at my college newspaper, I had the hardest time not using that second comma–it just looks like it should be there. Fortunately, there is no blog style guide and I can serial comma all I want here.

Now it’s time for your grammatical take on the following sentence:

Which do you prefer? And yes, I am aware I have too much free time today.