8:47 p.m.

Let's play a little word association game:

Ducks ~> Beavers

Pan ~> Cake

Rage ~> Machines

Jesus dying on the cross ~> Chocolate bunny rabbits

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Yeah, I just don't get Easter...

I've been pretty blasphemous lately...and by lately, I mean for the past four or five years. It's weird 'cause I'm not exactly a cynical atheist or anything, but I just manage to say the most atrociously offensive things. Take, for example, my assertion that Jesus was, in all likelihood, a confused, probably schizophrenic Yiddish boy with serious paternal issues (son of God? You wish) or, my most extreme exclamation "Jesus God Ass-Fucking Christ!" And I vaguely remember saying something really offensive yesterday, but I forgot what it was (hard to keep up with a mouth as prolific as mine!) I mean, I don't actually MEAN any of these things...it's just that I know a bunch of people who are all Christian and junk and their over-zealous Lord-loving brings out my inner heretic...the weird thing is I immediately regret saying these things after they slip out of my foul mouth...damn, damn, damn conscience.

So yeah, if there is a God, I'm going straight to hell. And not the cushy kind either. The bad, ugly kind where lawyers and confederate red-knecks go. See, there it is again...oh, the bigotry.

So today was useless...I'm going to watch Mean Girls and Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind later. Might shoot Bunny tomorrow...don't know, haven't heard from D yet. Dad's turning FIFTY soon, so I'm going to cook a big dinner for his party (I hope everybody likes their food coated in carcinogens! ... I have to remember to take the batteries out of the smoke detector)...otherwise, nothing much happening this Easter weekend on the evil side of the holy spectrum.

Yours...

D.I.F.G.