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23 Mar 2002
lilly-chan vs. the christians!
23 Mar 2002 05:42 pmrecently, in her methodist after-care:
teacher: the symbolism for easter of this rock has to do with the rock that jesus moved from in front of the tomb.
my sister (age 10): but i thought the angel moved the rock?
teacher: well, yes, TECHNICALLY the angel moved the rock, but jesus COULD have if he'd wanted to.
and when jesus parted the red sea--oh, wait. well it SHOULD have been jesus. damn attention-hogging jews. :p
my parents, in an effort to store up as many little glimpses of me as they will need to tide themselves over for two months, dragged me to a flea market today at the county fair grounds. it was crawling with people. many of them were smoking--crowded in with everyone else, and right around the stuff vendors were trying to sell--and my throat was too sore for the ostentatious coughing i usually indulge in around such rude people.
i saved my mom from purchasing a white blouse with strange patterns of black and white appliques by careful whimpering and hiding my face in my dad's shoulder, but neither of us could save her from purchasing an old wooden coffee table whose previous owners' best guess for how to disguise the buckling of varnish was to simply spray paint metallic gold over the whole thing. now it is gold with odd patches of ripply-icky texture underneath--makes my skin crawl nearly as much as the horrific fresh air and piles of sunshine and people. redbuds and azaleas are in bloom, but tomorrow am going back to massachussetts. *kicks massachussetts* also on the downside, missed my opportunity to walk down 9th and a halfth street. gromph.
teacher: the symbolism for easter of this rock has to do with the rock that jesus moved from in front of the tomb.
my sister (age 10): but i thought the angel moved the rock?
teacher: well, yes, TECHNICALLY the angel moved the rock, but jesus COULD have if he'd wanted to.
and when jesus parted the red sea--oh, wait. well it SHOULD have been jesus. damn attention-hogging jews. :p
my parents, in an effort to store up as many little glimpses of me as they will need to tide themselves over for two months, dragged me to a flea market today at the county fair grounds. it was crawling with people. many of them were smoking--crowded in with everyone else, and right around the stuff vendors were trying to sell--and my throat was too sore for the ostentatious coughing i usually indulge in around such rude people.
i saved my mom from purchasing a white blouse with strange patterns of black and white appliques by careful whimpering and hiding my face in my dad's shoulder, but neither of us could save her from purchasing an old wooden coffee table whose previous owners' best guess for how to disguise the buckling of varnish was to simply spray paint metallic gold over the whole thing. now it is gold with odd patches of ripply-icky texture underneath--makes my skin crawl nearly as much as the horrific fresh air and piles of sunshine and people. redbuds and azaleas are in bloom, but tomorrow am going back to massachussetts. *kicks massachussetts* also on the downside, missed my opportunity to walk down 9th and a halfth street. gromph.
easily entertained.
23 Mar 2002 07:04 pm1. ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
jillanne patiently explained the style-editing stuff. whee! go her. *snuggle* and yay, because now i have not "cimorene's LiveJournal --Entries" (bleh!) but "cimorene's frolicsomeness"!
3. i miss STEVE. steeeeeeeeeeve. *sadness*!
4. what, may i ask, is the weapon of choice for stabbing? because am seriously considering stabbing over here. if knitting needles, then i need to get it all over with before the plane. can't have knitting needles on the plane, you know.
jillanne patiently explained the style-editing stuff. whee! go her. *snuggle* and yay, because now i have not "cimorene's LiveJournal --Entries" (bleh!) but "cimorene's frolicsomeness"! 3. i miss STEVE. steeeeeeeeeeve. *sadness*!
4. what, may i ask, is the weapon of choice for stabbing? because am seriously considering stabbing over here. if knitting needles, then i need to get it all over with before the plane. can't have knitting needles on the plane, you know.
this song rocks.
why i love my best friend: 1) Monopoly is a really, really bad drinking game. Money (not to mention small pewter dogs) ends up in places it should never be.
dammit. parents plan to drag me kicking and screaming to japanese restaurant.
why i love my best friend: 1) Monopoly is a really, really bad drinking game. Money (not to mention small pewter dogs) ends up in places it should never be.
dammit. parents plan to drag me kicking and screaming to japanese restaurant.
my favorite restaurant, bento (japanese for lunch box[es]), was closed for spring break (;alskjd;falksjd;fa?!) so we went to applebee's as a distant, DISTANT second choice. had a cute but rather fluff-brained waiter who i think may have been gay, for no particular reason.
had to pack. discovered too late that the dog has chewed through the zipper on my suitcase. there's a four inch gap or so where the two zippers won't meet which i attempted to close with safety pins. the only other suitcase with wheels is still in massachussetts because i was too stupid to bring it.
my parents, in other news, are paying me $250 NOT to come home in april for the ncaa gymnastics finals. this is because they'd promised to buy me plane tickets, the cheapest of which they could find for the weekend in question were about $400. i am now rich and shall proceed to buy some books. savoring it. what books do i really NEED, heh heh?
had to pack. discovered too late that the dog has chewed through the zipper on my suitcase. there's a four inch gap or so where the two zippers won't meet which i attempted to close with safety pins. the only other suitcase with wheels is still in massachussetts because i was too stupid to bring it.
my parents, in other news, are paying me $250 NOT to come home in april for the ncaa gymnastics finals. this is because they'd promised to buy me plane tickets, the cheapest of which they could find for the weekend in question were about $400. i am now rich and shall proceed to buy some books. savoring it. what books do i really NEED, heh heh?