Why is it that the longer I live in Israel, the stranger it gets? It seems like I'm missing my friends more as time goes on. There are so many people in the U.S. that I'm obsessed with and with whom I have an intense amazingsville connection. Perhaps I should become some crazypants aliyah advocate and make them all move here.
Yalla, friends, move here so I can have people to kareoke with at home at 4 in the morning.
In other news, I'm on page 770 of Infinite Jest. Hollllla. David Foster Wallace says "twitter" and "tumbler" too much. Stop trying to be hip, Wallace! I like it when Joelle makes fun of Hal. There are too many descriptions of farting. There are also too many descriptions of dead babies being carried around by their drug-addicted mothers until they stick to the mother's flesh and have to be cut out (well, really, one description of that scenario is too much for me!). I finally figured out what a backhand and forehand are in tennis. As well as what a lob and a volley is. This book rules. I don't know what I'll do after I finish it!
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Wednesday, December 10, 2008
A Hebrew joke book (yes, it's come to this)
Hello. I am M.F. This is my new blog. In two and a half weeks, I am moving to Tel-Aviv. Some would say I am "making aliyah." Which only makes me hum "Tell Me You're That Somebody" in my head. Especially the digitized baby/cat noises. Why did you have to die, Aaliyah?!
I've been very nervous about my impending move, so I have come up with some strategies to make my first few months in Israel more comforting. A few days ago, I came up with phase one of the strategy, which involves: drinking, going to the beach, smoking nargila, lots of therapy, and buying both seasons of 30 Rock on DVD to watch over and over.
Yesterday, I came up with phase two of the strategy, which is to watch lots of Israeli TV so that I can have cultural references to bring up in conversation. It is always awkward when I talk to Israeli people because they understand none of my jokes. I should probably also start listening to Israeli music, and other types of bad music, so I can fit in. Eurotrash city, here I come!
My BFF Sarah suggested that I buy a Hebrew jokes book and memorize assorted jokes to make Israeli people laugh. This might also become part of the strategy. I might also start memorizing IDF abbreviations so I can pretend to know what everyone is talking about when they talk about being in the army.
See? I have so many great ideas on how to make my new, Bauhaus-filled surroundings less awkward. Isn't moving to Israel great?
Shablam for now,
M.
PS: A baby just spit up on me. :(
I've been very nervous about my impending move, so I have come up with some strategies to make my first few months in Israel more comforting. A few days ago, I came up with phase one of the strategy, which involves: drinking, going to the beach, smoking nargila, lots of therapy, and buying both seasons of 30 Rock on DVD to watch over and over.
Yesterday, I came up with phase two of the strategy, which is to watch lots of Israeli TV so that I can have cultural references to bring up in conversation. It is always awkward when I talk to Israeli people because they understand none of my jokes. I should probably also start listening to Israeli music, and other types of bad music, so I can fit in. Eurotrash city, here I come!
My BFF Sarah suggested that I buy a Hebrew jokes book and memorize assorted jokes to make Israeli people laugh. This might also become part of the strategy. I might also start memorizing IDF abbreviations so I can pretend to know what everyone is talking about when they talk about being in the army.
See? I have so many great ideas on how to make my new, Bauhaus-filled surroundings less awkward. Isn't moving to Israel great?
Shablam for now,
M.
PS: A baby just spit up on me. :(
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