Peanut Butter

1) I love green tea. (I bought some Matcha a while back. The real stuff not the Tazo liquid mix that gets used at Seattle’s Best, and Starbucks).

2) I like to be up in the morning and if I had control over my sleeping habits I would get up at 6 a.m. everyday. So I could have some tea, and relax before the day gets started. I discovered this due to sleep problems. When you can sleep from 11 pm to 7 pm, you can see how beautiful, and quiet the morning is. Oh, and btw (by the way) in this case it was actual sleep (not just laying there unable to get up), plus my sister had to wake me up. This was on, oh Friday.

3) I love my ficus bonsai, and have no idea what is wrong with it. Light, water, Miracle Grow. Only a very little Miracle Grow.

4) I love Grape Juice and chocolate.

5) I miss being able to play games like the Sims 2.

6) I like Panda Express (Orange chicken only). I used to work at one, but there was this horrible extra manager (who was helping with the start up of the whole store). He was so mean that he got in trouble. Us counter employees (about two at the time) soon started talking about how much he made us want to leave. One woman who had been in law school before she got a divorce made me make up my mind. After working overtime and everything I decided to find a better job. The evil manager left, and the nice one stayed, but it was too late. Looks good on my application I am sure.

7) I spend too much money on coffee and such. Confound it all, I love it though.

8) Current favorite band? Queen!!! I feel practically sacrilegious when I go from reading about the Prophet to listening to Queen. Not that I have any issues the lead singer, but other people would find this combination… it is kind of like when I posted on an old blog…

“What did I do this weekend? Did I party up until 5? Did I go skinny-dipping? Did I rob a bank? No, what I did was much better. I quilted while listening to Queen. Yes, I knew how to push the limits; I can fell conservative quilters all over the world gasping. My quilt is slowly coming along, but I need more binding. I think a deep red will complement it well. I want, I want, I want to break free. Really I am so sick of college right now. I want to go and just sleep in the grass, and listen to the birds. You know cats know how to live. Hey Boy where’d you get it from. Defying the laws of gravity. I’m burning though the sky. I’m gonna make a supersonic man out of you. Hmmm… what would my grandma think of quilting and Queen. Do you think she would appreciate a good beat? Creative subliminal lyrics… My quilt is not even close to my grandma’s quilts, or my mothers. I have better fabrics, that I dyed myself, but I have no skill at the actual sawing part of it. Give me. Body language. I really should be working on my photo project right now. I have about 300 photos, which I have edited down to 92. I think that they are a good 92 photos, but I need to find out a good way to present them. I don’t want to make them into a book. I kind of to project them onto a backdrop of newspaper to see what it would look like. I’ve got a case of body language. I would have to figure out a way that it fits into the thrift theme, but I think that I would look great. I’ll survive. I’ll survive. I’ll survive. Open up your mind, and let me step inside. All you have to do is fall in love. Play the game. Come on everyone sing with me. Play the game.”

I remember when I was really young I told a friend that Freddie Mercury… “Queen was gay and he died of it.” I really didn’t mean it the way I said it, but she told me, “That’s horrible, people don’t die of being gay. He died of AIDS. There was another point much later that upset her. A teacher said, “If you think about it, don’t people who die of AIDS deserve it?” Oh shet.

My friend didn’t say anything, but she started a tally of all the grammar mistakes he made in class. I wonder what all my classmates thought of it. I was shy and didn’t ask around. I don’t even remember what I thought about it.

When I told her that the Catholic Church was upset with Ginger Spice for promoting the use of condoms in Africa she was equally upset.

What equation am I trying to draw here? I am not going to go into the Catholic Church’s explanation of why using condoms, or for that matter why acting on having homosexuality is wrong. Lets just say, they say, that sex is supposed to be about having children. If children cannot be a possible result (if God should will it) then having sex is wrong. I think that if God really wanted there to be a child, he could get through a piece of plastic.

Yet, why? Why does sex have to be about children? Don’t give be the Bible talk. Did people use condoms in biblical times? So why point to the Bible. WHAT IS WRONG WITH BEING GAY! If you point to the Bible one might think, that there is something wrong with being a woman. Do you say woman cannot have sex because of Eve? Then why does Sodom and Gomorrah say that homosexuality is wrong? If you read it you will find that the men of Sodom and Gomorrah were rapists, maybe that is what incurs Gods wraith.

Another thing. Eve and Adam sinned equally. Eve did not force Adam to eat the apple. Four hands, one sin. Oh. I’ve had enough with caring about Biblical issues. You have learned to bind God with his words. The day will come when someone will cast light on the scriptures, and it will not be the end of the world. No, I don’t mean me. I’ve had enough.

9) I think I’ve said enough to stop the post now.