I’m still here, are you? that can only mean one thing… either a.) I wasn’t one of the chosen ones, or 2.) the angels couldn’t heft me off the ground, even with my built in self propulsion system.
I am also wondering, and possibly snickering to myself maybe just a lil, how the people who stated the rapture would occur today, are feeling now. surely they must realize by now that they were WRONG? their intentions may have been in the right place, but it’s their mouths that mucked it all up when they decided to run them all over the news. I think today should now become a day of shame and remorse for trying to speak for God when they really didn’t know WTF they were doing. no one should even think they could speak for God. and wherever they work, as Maria stated in my comments, they SHOULD bring brownies AND gourmet coffee to work for everyone on Monday. personally, I think they should also pay my bills for the remainder of the year for the psychological damages they inflicted on me. I wonder if they are embarrassed for the palaver they stirred up, and are they now saying to themselves, oops, my bad… or shit, we got it wrong again..
I really do feel sad for those people who will follow an outspoken person like little lost sheep, believing everything they say. like I always say, if you don’t stand for something, you’ll fall for anything. and this is one of those instances. when I was 14, the same thing happened ‘cept the world was supposed to end on march 16th, 1971. many of us naïve high school kids were frightened, specially those of us who had a parent that didn’t care to explain it was just a hoax & said things in jest that just scared us all the more.. (raises hand) (twice).
well, enough of that kind of stuff… I’m STILL here, I’m STILL Queer, get used to it! this is a happy, celebratory weekend for my family. my youngest son Christophe is here for the weekend, too. all my children who are young and restless, are in another world, every day of our lives… will be together for Emily's grad. party.
I will post pictures after it’s over. Emily doesn’t know it but I crocheted her a nice big chunky blankie for her couch.. it’s cream colored to match their furniture. I don’t have the money to buy her a really nice stethoscope as I had wanted. I hope someone does, it would be so nice for the occasion.
about my job.
erm, I still don’t have one.
I have been applying to so many places that I had to start logging them just to keep information straight. so far, I’ve had one interview which went very well and I thought I would get it, but they decided to hire within. and one offer but I would have to move to Texas, which, hEllO, no-can-do. T.H.A.T. I.S. A.L.L. in 6 freaking months time! some one just shoot me, k? I am still hanging on, (although now it has dwindled down to a thin string), to my faith that something WILL come along for me. please keep me in your prayers.. I need divine intervention on this one.