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Fumbling Towards Ecstasy

Tuesday, August 19, 2003

An Entire Day . . . Wasted

So I was going to get up early today . . . errr, yesterday. You know, so I could go get my paycheck, cash it, go to Dana and get books, pay my brother back and ask to use his car this weekend, make it to my appointment on time, then go to the gym, etc. And how much of that did I actually get done? I got to my appointment on time, and that was it.

I woke up to my alarm several times, but every time I was still so exhausted I couldn't move. I fainlly got up for good at noon. Then my mom came down and said she and my dad were going to Mega Mart to go birthday shopping and wanted me to go with them to show them what I'd like. So I go with them. On the way my dad decides to run a bunch of random errands which ended up taking so much time, that we ended up not going to Mega Mart at all. There were sooo many more useful things I could've been doing rather than sit in a car for 3 hours waiting for my dad to get papers from various office buildings.

I had barely enough time to pick up my paycheck before my mom had to drop me off at Sharon's office. Therapy was good. We talked about school, Nick, experimenting with my meds, and what we're gonna do in the future. Therapy really helps me get my head together. It's great.

After my session was over, mom picked me up and we finally went to Mega Mart, where she flat out refused to get me anything I wanted. Well, not exactly refused. But apperantly my parents are penniless again, so they can only buy stuff at Mege Mart b/c they have a credit card there. So, anything not electronic, I can't have for my birthday. That and Mega Mart doesn't carry the entire first season of Farscape on DVD . . . bastards. And my mom refuses to buy anything game oriented. She did get me the two Guster CDs I wanted. But I had to point them out to her, so they're hardly going to be a surprise. Oh well. I'm sure everything'll be fine.

Then it started storming, and Iwas tired for some inexplicable reason and I fell asleep. Until 10:00. So, there went my entire afternoon. I didn't even get to cash my checks, for crying out loud. Naps are the devil. They really are.

I jsut got done watching a special on VH1 called "Totally Gay". It was a show on how gays have influenced the media and culture. It was actually really, really cool. It made me very optimistic about the future, seeing how much our country has already been influenced by gays. Hell, I'll probably be able to get married before I die. I just have to wait until all the old politicians and religious leaders die, and they're all old anyway, so it won't be that long.

Still no repsonses to my letter. Still more letters saying homosexuality is immoral without providing any proof besides "the bible says so".

While I was in the waiting room for my therapy session today, I was looking at this magazie called "Campus Life". The cover made it look interesting, but then I turned to the letters page, and there was this letter written talking about how this kid struggled with masterbation and lustful thoughts and felt horrible because those thoughts made him feel so far from God. And the response was that he should try as hard as he could to suppress those thoughts because they are immoral. And I was like, "What the fuck?" I flipped back to the cover, and in tiny print underneath Campus Life were the words, "For Christinian Teens". Oh god. I felt a certain morbid curiosity, so I continued to browse though the magazine. I pretty much read a bunch of shit that really makes no sense at all. Here's what I learned:

Masterbation is immoral. It's not mentioned in the bible, but it involves lustful thoughts, and if those thoughts aren't about your future husband or wife, then they are immoral and evil.

Pornography is immoral because it inspires lustful thoughts.

Wicca is fake because it says magic comes from Nature. Magic only comes from God and Satan. If it doesn't come from God, it comes from Satan. So Wiccan magic doesn't come from nature, it comes from satan. And good christians don't read books or watch movies where magic comes from ungodly sources.

French kissing is immoral because it leads to lusty thoughts.

And that pretty much sums it up. Basically, according to this magazine, hormones and imagination are immoral, and good christians don't have either of them. Jeez, these people are really, really out of touch with reality. They need to get a clue. I pity them. I really do.

Eric 8/19/2003 02:43:00 AM

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