06-27-03 @ 11:06 am EDT

Here's something I wish I would have remembered to post in the last entry. Since this person is so set on attacking people of a certain faith, or if they are really JOKING as they keep saying they are (yeah right)...why don't they step in and JOKE every so often about different races and sexual orientations? Just to be FAIR and all.

I've seen how they react to homophobes, and it is not pretty. I understand that anger. So why they feel it's A-OK to "JOKE" about other RELIGIONS (or more like this one particular religion) yet not to "JOKE" about HOMOSEXUALITY is beyond me. Religion is not something you are born with, but it IS a deeply ingrained, deeply personal, deeply serious aspect of many people's lives. To JOKE about something like that? Even if you're just meaning to be funny (and based on all the pissing and moaning they do when people JOKE with them about their faith, I do not think this person is really JOKING), it will almost always end up hurtful. Anyone who claims it's not hurtful, that it's funny, is an idiot.

If it IS really funny...homophobic joke, anyone? Anyone?

Didn't think so.

ANYWAY! I went for a walk down the tracks again...in the other direction for a change. There is this interesting steep bluff on the left side that I never knew was there. Remind me in future entries to talk about how peaceful yet oddly deja vu-inducing nature makes me feel. Don't have the patience to try to explain it now. I came to a sort of curve and anticipated something really interesting around the bend only to find...HOUSES! >_< Damn civilization. *sigh* I discovered the tracks came out onto Orchard Beach Road...I must have passed right by them on my trek down to Mullett Lake a while back. Huh. So instead of doubling back or whatever I decided to just walk the highway back to my house. Got here a half hour earlier than I thought I would. Hm. And my shirt was drenched as if I had taken a dip in the lake. Ecch!

And damn it, NO FARKING BLISTERS! I WEAR those damn sandals just to GET blisters...and now they don't come. Stupid feet! >:*/

I brought home a weird bent piece of rusted metal, a little bottle of some kinda Oil of...oh, however you spell it lotion, a neat smooth rock, and a turkey feather for the Muffin. Well, actually I just found that along the shoulder of the highway while looking for a little hollow I remember I used to sit in way back when I was still plotting Lucifer (even before Damien became the protagonist...that would make it around 1989! Wowee). Didn't find the hollow. :( Did find the turkey feather. *shrug*

Oh yeah, Silver...well, for some reason this morning I got the urge to post his X-rated story here, but haven't yet. Maybe soon; I did type it up. It's the scene where he's...well, I'll just compare it to the scene with Maftet and Apophis and leave it at that. It's oddly similar, even down to what Silver does at the end. I wanted to write the escape scene before posting it so it'll have to wait. I just wanted to say I find it odd how alike the two stories turned out when I did not plan it that way. Strange. :/

And look at this, my last entry and the one before it (which previously had only two hits) now have SIX hits each! I find it weird how this thing always gets more hits whenever I bitch. It makes me wonder, why do people then complain when I bitch? It keeps them coming back, doesn't it?

The weird thing is that I'm not even in a bad mood.

Yet.

Probably just jinxed it. >:/

I have to go and try to do something productive now...tar.