Jun 07, 2005 20:03
The Catholic Conference was interesting. (I'm almost entirely certain that I'm not providing the correct title, but that's how I think of it. Eucharistic Conference? Something like that.) Jim Caviezel's speech swayed between hilarious, empowering and a wee bit scary--not once, though, did he waver in his stance as an absolutely gorgeous man. Yes, his appearance was the primary motivation for my going; yes, that's incredibly shallow, but I'm super aware of my failings in this matter, so please don't bother reiterating them.
There was a terrorist at the Mass...yes, a terrorist. (I think he wanted to kill the Archbishop, filthy weasel.) He wasn't a very good one, though: he prayed creepily well past the point when the Archbishop passed us (I was shaking a lot, knowing that it'd be my duty to, you know, jump in front of any weapon, and really not wanting to), and blinked kind of stupidly at the security guards when they came to tote him away. Freaky.
50 000 Catholics in one building give me the fuzzies. So does the knowledge that Domino's is a Catholic company. Any pizza business I conduct in the future will be through them, and I know that's goofy, and I love that it is.
I got the only thing better than a fake engagement ring, and to my moral advantage, it's sincere.
Off to bed...work early. Have to edit the Sunrise.