Things have been going well here in the SELEDA KefiteNa. Our leaders have been glued to the jiwajiwE that has become NASDAQ, their moods vacillating between askonaN repentance ("ImiyE MariamiyEEE… if eToys stock goes up one cent, we will bequeath all SELEDA stock to you." Hello! ) to sacrilegious zacha ("Anchi Mariam!… Anchin eko new!…Qoi b'cha.)

Meanwhile at the ranch, the rest of us are going, "What SELEDA stock??" But that's for Kidane M'hirt to divvy up… we think.

Selam senebetachihu SELEDAwiyan?

Welcome to the Love Issue! Ah, love. Love, love, love. What do diminutive ChulelEs like us know about love? Zip. Zilch. Nada. That's why we were awed by our contributors who ketef b'lew feTno medress.

What can we say about our contributors we have not said before? What poetry can we wax? What homage can we pay? Zm y'shalal. If upper management's chicanery (what with playing fast and loose with SELEDA stock we never knew were "on the books") does not humble us, our writers' almost celestial talents certainly seal our fate. In the words of the resident SELEDAwii emeritus "Waw. Waw-wee." We don't know which inspirational mnCH y'all are drinking from, but every time we think it cannot get any better you prove us wrong. We are deeply, deeply indebted to all of you who raise the bar with each issue. Nu esti tesamu.

We are delighted to bring back the Love Issue and try to tackle some aspects of that mekereNa Cupid playing havoc on us all. Is love real? Is it possible? Do we have high regard for it? Or do we meCHefer on it as if it was a new kEsha alga? Dammed if we know. But we hope someone does, and we hope you enjoy…

Ehem. Speaking of an impending drought that might obliterate SELEDA (weren't we?)… next month is our Class Issue and, yes, we are going to oh-so-heavily depend on ye the people. Yes it is a thorny issue; yes it is an august undertaking; and no, we have no idea what we are doing. Hence and therefore, we come to you, our empty tin cans rustling, hoping you will bail us out. "Sile Mariam… sile Bezait Alem, sile Emme-B'rhaaannnnn…"

Ehem… we are counting on you. We are looking high and low for articles that shed light on our present day understanding of Class. And for all of you who have been salivating for an opportunity to throw darts at those ye sew mooTi private school temariis who think the sun rises and sets around their beee-zzziii schedules, whhheee-lll, here is a forum to have your say. Don't squander this chance.

For those of you who want to tackle more weighty issues, here is a note from the hapless Class Issue editor wants to maleQaQess on you, and somewhere in there you will find guidelines and article ideas. Articles are accepted until the 15th of February, and if you mashkormem us, until the 16th.

April will be SELEDA's second anniversary! Wawwww, and we still mekolateff. We promise to unveil our Interactive-inet then. Our Computer LiQemekuwass' are working hard to set up… we're not sure exactly what it is they do in their password protected offices, but they work in exchange for stock… which… ah… never mind. They'll come up with something. (Note to selves: do not mention to computer people that SELEDA stock is as useless as a jerrican on a "Zeit yelem" day at Hbret SuQ.)

April is also our Heroes and Mavericks Issue. It is where we pay tribute to all the people who we have loved, hated and loved to have hated. The editor of that issue also has something to say. We will be accepting articles for the super-duper anniversary issue until March 15th. Those who attach besso with their articles get an extra day. (Tadiya be QibE yetessera… adera.)

Uh-oh. eToys stock is… goodnight sweet Nelly. We gotta go rescue upper management. They… they're the only ones who have keys to the executive washroom.

Check up on them, if you remember, nefsachew indalE or if Mariam, in a fit of justifiable fury, transformed them into salt pillars.

We look forward to hearing from you about the February issue. Drop us a note… editors@seleda.com.

Cher yigTemen.
Ij nestenal.
The Humble Editors.