It's only a matter of time before I start listening to Wagner

There are distinct advantages to having a Christian roommate. I loved our Christmas tree, the worship music is awesome, and there's only one neurotic bitch living in the apartment (that's me). But I realized that there's at least one disadvantage: Christian roommates don't entirely understand the socio-political nuances of fashion.

And by that, I mean that my roommate got me a keffiyeh. It's pink and white, and although it's very pretty, I think it makes me look like Yasser Arafat.
It's not like I'm a rabid Zionist or anything, but I think wearing a keffiyeh, the symbol of Palestinian solidarity, might be a bit inappropriate. Especially because I look so unmistakably Jewish and I'm worried that people on the street will think that I'm one of those keffiyeh kinderlach. But on the other hand, the colour and pattern looks really good with my complexion. So I don't know yet if I'm going to wear it. Aaaah, decisions, decisions. At least I know that I wouldn't look good with a Toothbrush moustache!