First, why did everyone on my flist go to Montreal?
Second, why I am I addicted to Beauty and the Geek?
Third, why does God hate me?
I had an eloquent conversation about my life with John (
brassknight86) this afternoon. It's so well worded that I think I'll share it with everyone (hope you don't mind, John):
Alex: that's how i feel about that right now
Alex: agdklj;ladkjg;lkja
Alex: skj;ajgagkj
John: That's the conclusion I've--- are we a little frustrated?
Alex: *throws bible*
Alex: slbjs;ljfa;j
Alex: sorry.
Alex: god's being mean.
John: *lip quivers* Don't be mean to your Bible, Alex. What's on your mind? God is being mean?!
John: I think we need to explore this thought...
Alex: oh i have
Alex: and i have
Alex: and i've cried.
Alex: that was my sunday night.
John: Not with me, you haven't... cried?
Alex: ok.
Alex: god keeps 'calling' me to do things i can't
Alex: or rather
Alex: that are hard for me.
Alex: and i don't want to.
And now that you all think I'm Hilary-Faye from Saved!, I'll just go run my van into Jesus.
P.S. I really do love God. And Jesus. And the Bible. (Most of the time.)