Spaz

That's my name today.

Today during the course of about half an hour I managed to give the waitress my gift card and debit card, remember that Beale's only takes cash half way there, leave my debit card in the machine (a nice woman ran after me down exchange street with it), forget why I called Beans, forget that I had called Katya, realize a short joke and some other joke that Hallie made about me about a minute late, etc.

I don't know where my head is, but I took a nap, so hopefully it will be better now.

Funny story this evening: A man came to the door. Apparently he's running for office. When I first saw him I thought he was wearing a kippah. Half way through the conversation he gave me a card. It said Republican, so I immediately looked back at his head and realized he was wearing sun glasses not a kippah.

Also, I need to remember that this weekend is Easter. Apparently there are people who celebrate it. Silly Waynflete, I'm so used to non religious people. Although I suppose I am one.

I think that surprises people sometimes. They don't realize I have my Jewish beliefs and that I follow them. So when I say something about G-d or Jewish holidays or praying, they're like whaaat? You're one of those people?!

No, I'm not "one of those people." It's nice to believe in something bigger than myself and I like that Judaism isn't about converting people for their own good. I don't believe in hell and I know that the bible/torah is basically a book of myths. In my opinion, Moses didn't part the sea and most people know that Jews don't believe Jesus was more than human (which is not to say that he didn't exist). I also don't believe G-d has a sex. Anyway that's a pretty simplified/watered down version of my religious beliefs and opinions.

So it appears that I will be going to church with my family on Sunday. Not looking forward to that. It always makes me feel persecuted. Last time I went, about 2 years ago, I was so scared, I was on the verge of tears.

At least I have Chinese and a hockey game afterward to make up for it...