Breathe Easy, Look Pretty, Love Deeply.

[ras2883]

I want to gush for a minute and say that I have the best boyfriend in the world. I've been having a rough week anticipating the trial of my newly arrived BiPAP (an upcoming post in itself), so on Monday night, after he had worked all day and done his laundry, Aaron drove the 2.5 hours to my house to help me through my first night. (Un)fortunately,

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[tomwalker]

You don't need no make-up, girl. And speaking of glamour photos, I seriously am going to send this one into America's Next Top Model. It's a perfect picture...it's picture-perfect. Although you do have make-up on in the photo.

I agree that Sephora is most likely made up. I've never heard of no Sephora in no Bible that I've ever not actually read. I prefer to have Steven Colbert read the Bible and then tell me what I need to know.

Although the make-up is a perfect blend of Jewish tradition and Greek culture and ceremony...just like Christianity.

Cannibalism: see also, eucharist (actually taken from an old encyclopedia).

Dobler.

[ras2883]

Can you believe it's been over a year since our gown and tuxedo night at McDonald's? That was a really great end to a really great summer. Anyway, which photo are you talking about? I was looking at your and my old entries from that night, and I can only assume it's your photo 3. Do you even still have the original print of that?

I once watched a show on the History Channel -- I think -- that claimed there had been a study done where they examined the Host once it had been blessed -- the Eucharist -- and it had traces of human skin in it. I wonder, though, if that was just left over from the priest's hands.

[tomwalker]

It's not on either of those pages. It might not be up at all. I haven't looked.

It's an awesome picture, though (I'm not in it). And you can clearly see everything in the restaurant behind you...and you look completely glamorous...so there's a clever conflict between person and location...yet it works.

In the Greek Mystery cults, some of them had members rip a bull apart and eat it with their hands. This eventually led to eating part of the leader to be one with him. And eventually eating bread that turns into Him.

Dobler.

[ras2883]

I always hated Communion. The Host tasted like envelop paste and would usually get stuck to my soft palette. Because I was taught not to chew the wafer, I inevitably would almost choke and most certainly gag. At Christmas, my grandmother gets a loaf of Oplatki, which is basically unblessed Eucharist made by nuns or monks at Saint Vincent (I think), and eats it "because it's good."

"Start your day off the holy way with Christ Chex." -- Name the comedian.