It's like the Olympic Village. Except here the sport is finding an attractive Jew to marry.
A friend has already voiced her unwillingness to go, but if you go, please blog about it at Jew-ish.com. I'll even lend you my login. I'm just that eager to know what the hell actually goes on at these things. I mean, besides the obvious rum 'n' hookup combo.
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It's not that I'm unwilling to go. I would go if someone else paid for it. I could fund-raise, I suppose, but I would feel a little awkward about that...
Hear that, readers? Donate any extra change you have lying around to the Kelly H. JDate Village '09 Fund. If you donate over $25, you get a signed photo of Kelly; over $50, and she'll knit your dog a hat. Accepted payment methods include credit card, PayPal, and slipping money under her apartment door.
Thanks! I refused to ask people to donate money to send me to Guatemala to do actual community work, but I suppose drinking to excess and husband-hunting are higher priority activities that deserve sponsorship. :)
And everyone knows that binge drinking and sizing up men's marriage potential go hand in hand.
It's a winning combination that leads to good judgement every time. We all know that nothing screams "marriage material" like a nice case of alcoholism.
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