Jan 01, 2007 03:55
I spent New Year's Eve like I spend any other Sunday. I slept in, went to church, ate at a restaurant with my best friend, and went home. Then I spent the rest of 2006 playing Titan Quest.
While I was at church, I got a couple drops of the blood of Christ on my shirt. I was half worried that I'd be expected to dig a hole and bury my shirt or something, but the priest said that all I'll have to do is wash it by hand in a bucket of water or something, and dump the water on the ground outside. I learn something new every day.
Also, apparently there is a rumor going around at church that my best friend (male) and I are an item. This is hardly the first time people have gotten the wrong impression about the nature of our relationship, but it still annoys me a little. Mainly because few people ever seem to take me seriously when I tell them I've sworn myself to lifelong celibacy. Also partly because this kind of misunderstanding already destroyed one of my friendships. Meanwhile, my best friend is still looking for a suitable wife, so rumors like this could lead people to believe that he is "taken", and thus make his search for a wife that much more complicated. Oh well. If people ask me, I just tell them the truth. "I am celibate. I am an eccentric spinster, and I will definitely remain so until I die. My best friend happens to be a dude." If they don't believe me, they can just believe what they want and stand back and watch as I remain unmarried and weird until I die.