Olivia:
After benders the previous night John and I weren’t really in the mood to get our skux on. Combined with the fact that both of us might be moving into the serial monogamy zone (John will explain more later), the Passover Seder ended up looking like the perfect thing for us at that time: a family type affair of good food and culture to reflect on why some nights (or relationships per se) mightn’t necessarily involve skuxing.If you are unfamiliar with the Jewish Passover Seder, it’s basically a feast with many strange and interesting ritual activities throughout; at least strange and interesting to those unfamiliar with it. At one stage each person had to take a leaf of parsley off a bushel, dip it in salty water, and eat it. While such rituals are seemingly arbitrary, I was reminded of the beauty involved in such simple acts and how they can be linked to meaning in a story and bring people in a group together, providing us with that feeling of connectivity we all crave. John and I were both a little awkward about getting some of the rituals correct as were were both pretty uninformed and inexperienced in Passover Seder’s, but everyone was pretty casual and friendly. Finally, the food was tasty (although you can’t really go wrong with hummus and egg salad) and we got some pretty rad convos in before heading to pint night, after which John and I ended the night with a good platonic spoon.
John:
The Jewish students association was a very friendly and welcoming group of people, even as Olivia and I fumbled over some ritual aspects of the Seder, and it became very obvious we were not Jewish. It was a pretty small event of about 16 people (Jewish students: get some chutzpah and support your organization- there are surely more of you around).Olivia and my ability to skux to our full potential has been limited of late, after both getting tied up in serial monogamy. When people say monogamy, realistically it means sequential monogamous pairings. Humans rarely if never “mate with one partner” wholly for life, and to aim for that is probably counter-productive. But the flip-side of this is that most of us naturally tend to spend our time with one individual, I consider a person who ends up dating more than a few people, but ‘only one at any one time’, to be a serial monogamist. What will that mean for our skuxing endeavours? Might be time to get some guest writers up in here...