everybody in kaffiyas
so kaffiyas are a new element of fashion as was displayed last night at Savour. Someone also mentioned to me that they are now sold at Ardene. I was really trying not to be judgemental or critical of visibly white folks who were adorning them. I am also thoroughly uncomfortable and annoyed with my own assumptions that someone is white becuase they look white (to me). We were discussing this a bunch last night even though we were pretty wasted and in one light the wearing of the kaffiya is supposedly looked at as an act of solidarity, an act of solidarity being a very fine line i think. So when i was really wasted at one point last night i was in the bathroom with this chick who was wearing one and i asked her politely why she was wearing it, or what the significance was to her. She told me she had given her favorite scarf to her ex girlfriend and had now taken up the wearing of the kaffiya (but she didnt know that it was called that) instead because it was really cozy. she then encouraged me to touch it. i was totally shocked but touched it and agreed that yes, it was definitely cozy and soft. I dont know. What does this mean? i have been thinking about it all day.
In other words, Rosh Hashana was delightful, Torah study today was life changing and im so thankful to the rabbi of the Danforth Jewish Congregation for being so smart, insightful, and QUEER.
This year has been the year of the new jew for me. I have had an awful headache all day that advil isnt curing so i must, by proces of deduction, have a brain tumor and its making me anxious. Due to my possible brain tumor I unfortunately did not make it to Z's reading at Word on the Street and have a feeling of guilt in the pit of my stomach. My girlfriend is also on a date at word on the street for the reading so i dont want to interfere.
My OCD is running rampant this weekend but I'm letting it run its course instead of trying hard to suppress it as a radical act of i dont know what. Now I'm going to pawn myself onto Alexis' family and make them feed me because i dont know how to make even a sandwich right now.
In other words, Rosh Hashana was delightful, Torah study today was life changing and im so thankful to the rabbi of the Danforth Jewish Congregation for being so smart, insightful, and QUEER.
This year has been the year of the new jew for me. I have had an awful headache all day that advil isnt curing so i must, by proces of deduction, have a brain tumor and its making me anxious. Due to my possible brain tumor I unfortunately did not make it to Z's reading at Word on the Street and have a feeling of guilt in the pit of my stomach. My girlfriend is also on a date at word on the street for the reading so i dont want to interfere.
My OCD is running rampant this weekend but I'm letting it run its course instead of trying hard to suppress it as a radical act of i dont know what. Now I'm going to pawn myself onto Alexis' family and make them feed me because i dont know how to make even a sandwich right now.