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I’m back…at least for now

Hello my friends in the blogosphere, assuming there are any of you left. I’m just checking in after a, whoa, ten month hiatus. Yes, I know, far too long. Most of you have probably moved on to a blog with more, shall we say, blogging? But, have no fear, I’m coming back to do some more frequent, informal ramblings, in addition to the occasional longer, more formal editorial. So, here’s what’s new in my life since we last talked (actually, since I last sent typed text to a vast void of uncertainty called the Internet):

  • I’ve finished 10th grade (woohoo!)
  • I’ve started 11th grade (boohoo!)
  • In between I had a fun summer made up of a program Georgetown University, vacationing in Greece and Boston (with a brief stint in Martha’s Vineyard), and, of course, chilling in my hometown, NYC (which really means sitting on my ass and playing Halo 3 all day)
  • Seeing a ton of movies (including The Dark Knight, Burn After Reading, and Rachel Getting Married)
  • Watching tons of TV shows (including old-favs like Heroes and The office, but also newbies for me like Weeds, It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia, and Dexter)
  • Obsessively following the election, whether at HuffPo, The Daily Show, or SNL (Tina Fey, I LOVE YOU!)
  • Updating my tumblelog, Freedmania!, which you all should read in between these blog posts for a taste of how what I think is important on the web (hint: if it involves videos of overweight cats, I probably like it)
  • Watching as Wall Street falls apart around me while Mr. Hank Paulson desperately tries to Scotch-tape is back together
  • Waiting to get the new MacBook Pro tomorrow after my old one broke
      So yeah, that’s about all I have to say for now. So, my dear, dear readers who are still with me after all of my lack of blogging commitment, remember that this is No Ordinary Times, and that in extraordinary times come extraordinary blog posts from very un-extraordinary people, in addition to a $700 billion bailout plan. Oh, and stay classy.

      Cheers,
      Aaron

      P.S. Chag sameach to my Jewish brethren who will be enjoying tonight’s meal in a disheveled hut of sorts (read: sukkah).