I just got stir-fry downstairs.....I'm so glad that that was probably the last time I'm getting stir-fry at my dorm's cafeteria. It's really tasty, but I swear that the smell gets into my clothing. Like, I go downstairs and my clothing smells like laundry detergent, or at worse like my signature smell (whatever that is....everyone has a signature smell. Signature BO), and then on the way back up the stairs after eating stir fry my shirt smells like onions and teriyaki sauce. I seriously don't understand. I understand that my breath would smell weird, or that maybe my hands might a little bit. But my shirt? I don't get it. I didn't spill on my shirt, but somehow my shirt always ends up smelling like someone stir-fried it.

Anyway, aliyah related update: I did end up getting into the ulpan/apartment combo in Jerusalem. I'm thinking of continuing with my plans to go up north though. I liked the north because, unlike in Jerusalem, I didn't feel like I was surrounded by American pilgrims. I actually heard Hebrew up there, and people were a lot nicer about letting me get a chance to try out my Hebrew. Of course, this complicates things because up north I don't have any set plans--my plan is to go to a hostel and stay there until I find a cheap apartment. And then hopefully work and ulpan will fall in line. Based on my internet research that shouldn't be too difficult, but we'll see what real life brings.....