If it takes away the pain, it's all right...
Kinda depressing that Christmas is over. Christmas this year was so odd. My whole family, I'm pretty sure, has lost faith in Catholicism. No church. No talk about baby Jesus. I'm not going to lie, it was really nice. Just presents and talk of Santa... and I got drunk off of two glasses of eggnog. Such a cheap date.
January 1st is soooo close. I'm almost done with my refinishing of furniture for my new top floor of a house in College Park. Patrick, you should visit... go to the Black Cat like all the cool kids.. aren't you only a metro ride away? That... or, I have a car. If not, that's cool... just know the invite is out there to take if you're ever lonely and bored.
But, speaking of Catholicism... I got a package in the mail the other day. Enclosed was a six page letter and a Rosary. The sender was a member of the cult-ish Catholic homeschooling group I was unfortunately involved in for a couple of years... and I hadn't heard from him in what... five years. After I read the letter I was just shaking in anger. I HATE RELIGION. and that man is on a lot of drugs, and really shouldn't talk to me like that. A Rosary to save me, I wish he didn't do that. I really, really, really wish it got lost in the mail. Of course I'm going to write back, but I don't know how to yet. I have a lot of hate letters written... but, none that are good enough or coherent enough to send back, along with a Thank You for the present. This little incident made me fly off the handle... which, I was already getting there with.
Ever have that "talk" with an alcoholic? Well, if you haven't... it sucks and it makes you feel like a little helpless kid again... and maybe you shouldn't do it when they're drunk. Booboo on my part, but it just slipped out. I'm going to talk to my therapist about an intervention, because I only succeeded in making it worse.
That is all.
January 1st is soooo close. I'm almost done with my refinishing of furniture for my new top floor of a house in College Park. Patrick, you should visit... go to the Black Cat like all the cool kids.. aren't you only a metro ride away? That... or, I have a car. If not, that's cool... just know the invite is out there to take if you're ever lonely and bored.
But, speaking of Catholicism... I got a package in the mail the other day. Enclosed was a six page letter and a Rosary. The sender was a member of the cult-ish Catholic homeschooling group I was unfortunately involved in for a couple of years... and I hadn't heard from him in what... five years. After I read the letter I was just shaking in anger. I HATE RELIGION. and that man is on a lot of drugs, and really shouldn't talk to me like that. A Rosary to save me, I wish he didn't do that. I really, really, really wish it got lost in the mail. Of course I'm going to write back, but I don't know how to yet. I have a lot of hate letters written... but, none that are good enough or coherent enough to send back, along with a Thank You for the present. This little incident made me fly off the handle... which, I was already getting there with.
Ever have that "talk" with an alcoholic? Well, if you haven't... it sucks and it makes you feel like a little helpless kid again... and maybe you shouldn't do it when they're drunk. Booboo on my part, but it just slipped out. I'm going to talk to my therapist about an intervention, because I only succeeded in making it worse.
That is all.