Unbroken Glass

Few of you sent me emails which got mercilessly deleted by my Outlook Express inbox. Maybe it ate it, I don’t know. The only thing I do know is that when my computer recovered from its good hard reboot, the only item I had smiling at me viciously from the screen was a bloody “Welcome to Outlook Express”.
So…
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So my friends set me up with an FFB. My first one ever.
The whole idea made me slightly nervous at the time, but I decided to go out anyway. Ach, I’m such a shidduch-lover, can’t pass up a chance when I get it.
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This was about three weeks ago.
My shadchan called me one day screaming into my ear
“I have found him! – Your identical twin! This guy is just like you!”
Hmmm, I thought skeptically, my identical twin. Now, how interesting is that?
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My well-meaning friend suggested a guy to me one day. A guy that her husband had been in yeshiva with a couple years back. They said he was tall, well built and funny. They really did.
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Just to clarify few things after going through my site’s referrer logs…
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Lucky Numbers Of The Day!
2 – suicide bombers.
22 – dead.
100 – wounded.
2003 – here we go again.

Me? Not dead yet. Thanks for asking though.

I came to my 42nd shidduch with high hopes.
42 is a mythical number, its the Ultimate Answer to the Ultimate Question.
This guy was definitely the Ultimate *something*, still not sure what though.
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Ahhhhh….My first shidduch….
Oh yes, I was once young and tender and had wishes and dreams. The days of inoccence and tenderness, childhood naive smiles and hopes… Yes.
My first.
Funny how dreams and fantasies go shatter on your face like a ton of bricks.
Truly funny. Haha laugh you all.
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I’ve been getting a few emails asking me to write some more.
(Don’t you people ever get lunch breaks?)
I’ll write, its just that real life is distracting me a bit lately.
Soon. Give me some slack.

Alright, I’ll just say it.
He was so much shorter than me. Thats the truth.
And I know that I am being unnecessarily mean over here and politically incorrect, discriminating against short people (when I, myself, am not the tallest person around) but there you go.
Its my website.
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