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Wednesday, January 17, 2007
What will I be reincarnated as?
Sunday, January 14, 2007
So am I a lemming???
To answer my own question, probably. Everyone at work seems to have a MySpace page, including some people I didn't think would ever have one. I had one from a few months ago--mainly so I could look at Kat's site. So lo and behold this morning, I actually did something with it. I know, I know, I know...what a conformist. But what's the point of having it if you aren't going to at least make it look pretty?
Speaking of looking pretty.....I need to post November's & December's book lists yet. Maybe that will get done today, when I get done doing the work I brought home...
Speaking of looking pretty.....I need to post November's & December's book lists yet. Maybe that will get done today, when I get done doing the work I brought home...
Because I want to vent...
Why do people see the need to "inform" you of their beliefs? I am sitting at Subway at lunch today, minding my own damn business, reading my book and eating my lunch, when the lady at the table next to me says "Ma'am?". I look up and say "Yes." She says "I just wanted to tell you that the Lord loves you. Has anyone ever told you that?" "Yes," I reply and go back to eating. "We have been told by our minister to tell people that the Lord loves them. I just see something on your face and I don't know what it is, but I wanted to tell you that the Lord loves you." "Thank you," I say and begin to ignore her.
Man, that just pisses me off. More than likely, what she saw on my face was my increasingly cynical expression that said "I can't believe someone actually has the nerve to say this to me." It's not that I don't know/care that the Lord loves me. I do, really. I just don't really want to hear it from people in a restaurant when I don't even know them. I don't want to be preached to while I eat. If I wanted to be preached to, I know who to call, believe me!
Grumble Grumble Grumble
Man, that just pisses me off. More than likely, what she saw on my face was my increasingly cynical expression that said "I can't believe someone actually has the nerve to say this to me." It's not that I don't know/care that the Lord loves me. I do, really. I just don't really want to hear it from people in a restaurant when I don't even know them. I don't want to be preached to while I eat. If I wanted to be preached to, I know who to call, believe me!
Grumble Grumble Grumble
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