There's no religion but sex and music
Bowling this morning, followed by "Love Actually" and window shopping. I'm so ready for the holidays, and it isn't even American Thanksgiving. Kind of silly, but it's hard not to get into it when you're surrounded by craft fairs, rain, white Christmas lights, and wreaths. Cool weather, eh? Marin may suck, but it is gorgeous all year round. My Mom wants to go to church this year, and for some unknown reason, I agreed to go. Some Unitarian church I know nothing about. And I feel guilty that I won't be able to get it for her, because she could use some faith. Also feel guilty because a church is the last place a person like me belongs in. I'll feel unclean, and I'll revel in it.
Which is beginning to sound like fun.
Ugh, I'm a terrible person.
Religion frightens me. Religious people frighten me, and amuse me. And I feel guilty, but I don't because I also feel somewhat condenscending. Which is terrible, I know. I didn't even mean for this to be about religion, I swear to god. Great. That's another thing, I'll always be using the lords name in vain. Anyway. Sorry. I think I'm feeling very alone tonight. More alone than I have in quite a long time. Please recommend a movie for me. I need a movie.
Which is beginning to sound like fun.
Ugh, I'm a terrible person.
Religion frightens me. Religious people frighten me, and amuse me. And I feel guilty, but I don't because I also feel somewhat condenscending. Which is terrible, I know. I didn't even mean for this to be about religion, I swear to god. Great. That's another thing, I'll always be using the lords name in vain. Anyway. Sorry. I think I'm feeling very alone tonight. More alone than I have in quite a long time. Please recommend a movie for me. I need a movie.