Why?

It’s been an odd couple of days. Nath called and we had a fun chat, he’s getting a new car (again!). Steve is in a bit of a state over Alister, bless him. Work is just getting to be a drag now, the petty silly stuff is just annoying me, but I keep repeating the same mantra – “…but I don’t give a shit anymore.”

I’m covering Steve’s shift for the next few nights, so tonight is going to be one of those staying-awake-all-night-after-being-up-for-the-day-already nights. So I’m currently amusing myself by watching TV and reading my latest book which is a fascinating one about understanding the language of dogs and how they communicate with humans. It’s great, and it’s teaching me a lot not just about the way that dogs act and behave but how humans behave too.

So I’ve just been watching ER. Carey found her mother after years of looking for her, but her mother’s very religious and Carey is gay. I’ve got mixed feelings at the moment. I’m lucky that I have parents that have accepted me for what I am, for who I am. I have family that loves me and we don’t really have any problems, apart from my father and my mother not really talking. I know the feeling, kinda.

Why does religion do this? I’ve had several conversations about religion recently. Matt in work is Jewish and Yudit and he are observing passover soon, so there’s been much discussion of that and other religious rules and regulations and the reasons behind them. There have been numerous discussions with various people on Christianity and Roman Catholicism and what Constantine did to the church. I’ve even been talking about Witchcraft and Wicca with someone. Meh.

So MSN is going mental tonight with a cute young friend of mine coming on and telling me he was incredibly horny as well as other various people. Yay. 🙂

Right. Too tired to write now, just need to mope around for another few hours before I can head off to bed. I sincerely hope that Foxxy adn his missus won’t keep me awake this weekend.