Hexilogy
Almost two weeks and I'm still Christian. For those of you who are non-Christian, I can no longer be unequally yoked with you. Sorry.
No, I'm kidding. I'm absolutely kidding. I don't buy into exclusivism. I don't even actively believe in the afterlife. I passively believe. So if I get to Heaven, I won't be like, "Hey! I didn't believe it, but this is real! Bonus!" And if there is no afterlife, God can't be like, "Haha! Tricked you!" Not that He'd say that anyway, seeing as no-longer-existant people are a bit hard to mock. I was starting to get irritated with the guest preacher was getting into how we didn't evolve from apes and Jesus is the only way to Heaven. But that is his faith. So nobody worry about me trying to preach at you.
Friday and Saturday, I went to a Star Wars party with a guy I used to know at Richard Bland College and a bunch of people I didn't know. These guys had lots of trivial knowledge and many opinions about each Star Wars movie. Kind of interesting. Good people. I've been sorely lacking in sci-fi fanatics since I've left William and Mary.
Still no job. I'm not worried. When I look at my bank account, I think, Why rush? I might miss out on something better if I run over to work as a bagger for a grocery store right now. But I might do that anyway after I get my brakes fixed AGAIN. Stupid brakes. Or maybe someone's trying to kill me and make it look like an accident. Did I sleep with someone's wife? Hmmmm.
No, I'm kidding. I'm absolutely kidding. I don't buy into exclusivism. I don't even actively believe in the afterlife. I passively believe. So if I get to Heaven, I won't be like, "Hey! I didn't believe it, but this is real! Bonus!" And if there is no afterlife, God can't be like, "Haha! Tricked you!" Not that He'd say that anyway, seeing as no-longer-existant people are a bit hard to mock. I was starting to get irritated with the guest preacher was getting into how we didn't evolve from apes and Jesus is the only way to Heaven. But that is his faith. So nobody worry about me trying to preach at you.
Friday and Saturday, I went to a Star Wars party with a guy I used to know at Richard Bland College and a bunch of people I didn't know. These guys had lots of trivial knowledge and many opinions about each Star Wars movie. Kind of interesting. Good people. I've been sorely lacking in sci-fi fanatics since I've left William and Mary.
Still no job. I'm not worried. When I look at my bank account, I think, Why rush? I might miss out on something better if I run over to work as a bagger for a grocery store right now. But I might do that anyway after I get my brakes fixed AGAIN. Stupid brakes. Or maybe someone's trying to kill me and make it look like an accident. Did I sleep with someone's wife? Hmmmm.