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I seriously love LJ's autosave draft feature, but it makes it annoyingly evident how dramatically my moods change from one hour to the next!
So the reader's digest version of recent goings-on:
Life: I feel like things, mostly things in my head, are diligently trying to come apart. Any move I make in any direction will only make things worse, so I'm... sitting back and waiting, and coping, and praying, and watching my brain do what it does. It's lonely, and it kind of sucks, but it could be so much worse.
Religion: Sister and I have been defined at long last, and are apparently "New Agers." We learned this because we FINALLY went to the Christian Supply store (oh, HILARITY, there's a whole Emo Jesus clothing section, I KID YOU NOT), and there was a book section on "other religions." There's a book series -- called the Zondervan Guide to Cults -- about why to fear and how to "effectively witness" to people from other faiths, basically. We read the ones on Buddhism and general Eastern Religions and "New Age." We love these sorts of things, because, while well-intentioned (in a manner of speaking), they're often ridiculously inaccurate (BUDDHISM = NOT A CULT; HINDUISM = not a "contemporary fad religion"; etc). They also advise people to use the most illogical arguments. To paraphrase a half-page 'role-playing' section: "So your NEW AGE beliefs claim that there is no one right interpretation of the truth, and everyone has their own individual experience of reality?" "Yesh, that's right." "THEN YOU ARE ENDORSING PEDOPHILIA!" "... I'm totally not!" "YES YOU ARE. NOW EMBRACE YOUR SAVIOR." NO. LIE. I kind of want to buy the whole series.
TV... giveth and the TV taketh away! On the giveth side, we have two happy nontrainwrecked episodes of Voyager: "Alice," in which Kate Heightmeyer looks totally and completely different though the credits assure me that it's her, and "Riddles," which is just fabulous. We segued nicely from that Star Trek: Television For Women, The Tuvok Story moment to a Lifetime movie in which the cigarette-smoking man from X-Files lurks around in alleys and smokes threateningly and then hires Daniel Jackson to fake an Irish brogue and rape a supreme court nominee. Why? I don't know, something about revenge and blackmail, I was too busy hiding under a blanket. I may never watch SG-1 again. *FEARS*
Fandom: Should use more cut-tags. I'm just saying. I was the last person on the planet to know such-and-such spoilers for next season of Atlantis, and now I KNOW, and, well, I HAVE BEEN FLAILING ALL WEEK about whether I should comment on their livejournals and ask politely and risk yelling all-caps and mockery, or filter them quietly and risk MISSING the post where they save Pierce Brosnan from a burning car wreck or just... post passive-aggressively to my own journal! *sigh*
So the reader's digest version of recent goings-on:
Life: I feel like things, mostly things in my head, are diligently trying to come apart. Any move I make in any direction will only make things worse, so I'm... sitting back and waiting, and coping, and praying, and watching my brain do what it does. It's lonely, and it kind of sucks, but it could be so much worse.
Religion: Sister and I have been defined at long last, and are apparently "New Agers." We learned this because we FINALLY went to the Christian Supply store (oh, HILARITY, there's a whole Emo Jesus clothing section, I KID YOU NOT), and there was a book section on "other religions." There's a book series -- called the Zondervan Guide to Cults -- about why to fear and how to "effectively witness" to people from other faiths, basically. We read the ones on Buddhism and general Eastern Religions and "New Age." We love these sorts of things, because, while well-intentioned (in a manner of speaking), they're often ridiculously inaccurate (BUDDHISM = NOT A CULT; HINDUISM = not a "contemporary fad religion"; etc). They also advise people to use the most illogical arguments. To paraphrase a half-page 'role-playing' section: "So your NEW AGE beliefs claim that there is no one right interpretation of the truth, and everyone has their own individual experience of reality?" "Yesh, that's right." "THEN YOU ARE ENDORSING PEDOPHILIA!" "... I'm totally not!" "YES YOU ARE. NOW EMBRACE YOUR SAVIOR." NO. LIE. I kind of want to buy the whole series.
TV... giveth and the TV taketh away! On the giveth side, we have two happy nontrainwrecked episodes of Voyager: "Alice," in which Kate Heightmeyer looks totally and completely different though the credits assure me that it's her, and "Riddles," which is just fabulous. We segued nicely from that Star Trek: Television For Women, The Tuvok Story moment to a Lifetime movie in which the cigarette-smoking man from X-Files lurks around in alleys and smokes threateningly and then hires Daniel Jackson to fake an Irish brogue and rape a supreme court nominee. Why? I don't know, something about revenge and blackmail, I was too busy hiding under a blanket. I may never watch SG-1 again. *FEARS*
Fandom: Should use more cut-tags. I'm just saying. I was the last person on the planet to know such-and-such spoilers for next season of Atlantis, and now I KNOW, and, well, I HAVE BEEN FLAILING ALL WEEK about whether I should comment on their livejournals and ask politely and risk yelling all-caps and mockery, or filter them quietly and risk MISSING the post where they save Pierce Brosnan from a burning car wreck or just... post passive-aggressively to my own journal! *sigh*