cata means down

May 06, 2008 11:49

Yesterday's daddy-long-legs has seemingly moved on to pastures new. (Or DIED HAH.) But on the other hand, I've lost my favourite pen, which is really pissing my life off.

Also, I kind of converted my dad to Zombie Jesus yesterday evening. The conversation went like this:

Dad: [spying me reaching for the Bible again*] Going back for more?
Me: Yep.
Dad: Should start at Genesis, lots of begatting.
Me: Genesis is boring.
Mum: It's very boring.
Dad: It's all boring. It's the Bible.
Me: Oh, I don't know. There's lots of death and stuff.
Dad: Death and stuff. That's exciting, is it?
Me: A little bit.
Dad: No zombies, though.
Me: There's Jesus.
Dad: [extremely thoughtful] He is a bit, isn't he...

I'VE CREATED A MONSTER.

*yeah, we own a Bible, despite being a family of crazy-faced atheists. Dad got one- and a copy of the Qur'an- for Christmas a few years ago. He said he wanted to know his enemies.

But anyway, I'm writing about the End of Days whilst listening to Joni Mitchell. It's a bit of an add combination of brainspace.

rl: family, true story, sam winchester for evil overlord, zombies

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