Well alright, so at Janie's behest I went to game night at my old Church, an inner city Church in Dayton called St. Mary's.
It was me and a bunch of other post-drug fiends, and then a bunch of sweet old ladies.
We played "Fact or Crap" and drank Orange Crush and had a good time.
Janie thinks I hole up in my house with my computer too much. I think that tonight was fun, and free, but not exactly my scene. Actually better than free, I brought home two 2 liters and nearly a whole pizza. So eh, the religion thing is part of me, but it is also a terribly difficult area of my life.
Playing "Fact or Crap" with a priest is really bizarre for me. I kept forgetting myself and swearing.
My life is full of different, strange, incongruous experiences.
Other than that, I got the rest of my Christmas gifts today, and had a coffee with Mom after shopping.
A wholesome kind of day. I love my Mom she's good people. I told her that I'm bi and she handled it really well. She never mentions it and she hasn't commented alot, but she isn't telling me to be different either. I feel good about Mom, she is happy mostly, I wish I could say the same of my miserable Dad.
I love my Dad too, he just can't seem to understand that he can't control everyone in his life. And he's depressed.
Myself, I'm feeling pretty good right now, I wish my upstairs neighbors would hurry up and get evicted already, they are moving furniture at 10:30 pm again. It really sounds like that is what they are doing, not having kinky sex, but moving big furniture around. Their little girl also screams all night, and I'm tempted to call children's services on them. But I don't because I don't want to be wrong or be a rat.
"Promises are shit! We speak the way breathe... stupid fucking words! tangled up by our design..."
"Promises" Fugazi
Got no poetry of me own right now.
Tim.
It was me and a bunch of other post-drug fiends, and then a bunch of sweet old ladies.
We played "Fact or Crap" and drank Orange Crush and had a good time.
Janie thinks I hole up in my house with my computer too much. I think that tonight was fun, and free, but not exactly my scene. Actually better than free, I brought home two 2 liters and nearly a whole pizza. So eh, the religion thing is part of me, but it is also a terribly difficult area of my life.
Playing "Fact or Crap" with a priest is really bizarre for me. I kept forgetting myself and swearing.
My life is full of different, strange, incongruous experiences.
Other than that, I got the rest of my Christmas gifts today, and had a coffee with Mom after shopping.
A wholesome kind of day. I love my Mom she's good people. I told her that I'm bi and she handled it really well. She never mentions it and she hasn't commented alot, but she isn't telling me to be different either. I feel good about Mom, she is happy mostly, I wish I could say the same of my miserable Dad.
I love my Dad too, he just can't seem to understand that he can't control everyone in his life. And he's depressed.
Myself, I'm feeling pretty good right now, I wish my upstairs neighbors would hurry up and get evicted already, they are moving furniture at 10:30 pm again. It really sounds like that is what they are doing, not having kinky sex, but moving big furniture around. Their little girl also screams all night, and I'm tempted to call children's services on them. But I don't because I don't want to be wrong or be a rat.
"Promises are shit! We speak the way breathe... stupid fucking words! tangled up by our design..."
"Promises" Fugazi
Got no poetry of me own right now.
Tim.