Hebrew or no Hebrew, no second date.
Possible things that this girl didn't like:
That I'm a Conservative Jew.
That I'm liberal.
That I'm younger than her.
Things that clearly had nothing to do with it:
My dashing good looks.
My dashinger personality.
And to be clear, those last two comments were not sarcastic.
17 January, 2007
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11 January, 2007
I Guess I Miss It
I'm not gonna lie. I sort of miss posting to my blog. Since I'm barely talking to any of my friends regardless of whether or not they read the blog, what the hell. At least you can sort of know what's going on in my life, even if I have no idea what's going on in any of yours. (Shameless plug: I have an American phone number. Call me on it!)
I've had a really big identity crisis lately. It's probably somewhat apparent from this blog. Aside from all the issues (mostly dealing with Judaism and homosexuality and less so with religious Zionism) discussed in previous blogs, I have significant, unexplainable issues with being religious. For some reason, I am ashamed to be thought of as "dati" in this country. I continue to wear my kipah and my tzitzit (tucked in, but I've done it that way for as long as I've worn tzitzit), and yet, I often wish it wasn't there. I feel the need to explain to every restaurateur that I am ok with eating dairy in a non-Kosher restaurant, and to tell marketers on the street that they won't appeal to me by appealing to my religiousness. What the hell is going on? Does anybody really care that I don't respect the Rabbanut in Israel? Do I even care?
In a few days, I have a blind date, set up by my friend's sister (thanks Meira!). I've heard lots of great things about her (she staffed the AviChai trip and so I got to do some leg work before hand). She's modern orthodox apparently, and I was relieved to hear she wears pants and not just skirts. Honestly, what the hell is wrong with me? I bitch every other day that I'm having a hard time meeting people in this country, especially girls. And yet, I almost gave up an opportunity to meet someone new (in the context of a date, no less), because of some religious prejudice toward people who, like me, are committed to religion. Well, until I run into some observant, cynical, Conservative/Reform, left-wing, not quite Zionist but not quite Post-Zionist attractive, fun, girl between the ages of 20 and 26, I guess I should just be open-minded. But what does it say about me that I'm having such a hard time being so?
I've had a really big identity crisis lately. It's probably somewhat apparent from this blog. Aside from all the issues (mostly dealing with Judaism and homosexuality and less so with religious Zionism) discussed in previous blogs, I have significant, unexplainable issues with being religious. For some reason, I am ashamed to be thought of as "dati" in this country. I continue to wear my kipah and my tzitzit (tucked in, but I've done it that way for as long as I've worn tzitzit), and yet, I often wish it wasn't there. I feel the need to explain to every restaurateur that I am ok with eating dairy in a non-Kosher restaurant, and to tell marketers on the street that they won't appeal to me by appealing to my religiousness. What the hell is going on? Does anybody really care that I don't respect the Rabbanut in Israel? Do I even care?
In a few days, I have a blind date, set up by my friend's sister (thanks Meira!). I've heard lots of great things about her (she staffed the AviChai trip and so I got to do some leg work before hand). She's modern orthodox apparently, and I was relieved to hear she wears pants and not just skirts. Honestly, what the hell is wrong with me? I bitch every other day that I'm having a hard time meeting people in this country, especially girls. And yet, I almost gave up an opportunity to meet someone new (in the context of a date, no less), because of some religious prejudice toward people who, like me, are committed to religion. Well, until I run into some observant, cynical, Conservative/Reform, left-wing, not quite Zionist but not quite Post-Zionist attractive, fun, girl between the ages of 20 and 26, I guess I should just be open-minded. But what does it say about me that I'm having such a hard time being so?
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