Milking it

I finished my exams.  Had a brilliant weekend.  Monday comes and I felt tired and exhausted.  The next day I had a bitch of a sore throat.  Turned out to be strep throat.  Now I know I am better.  But I find myself milking this for all it is worth.  I feel depressed and don't want to do anything.  My plans for this summer were awesome.  Blog.  Reconnect with friends.  Get some work done on the house.  Have I done one damn thing?  No!  Instead.... I watched about 50 movies on Netflix.  And I was not picky.  Fuck, I watched the revamp of "Footloose"....  Though I can truly regard that as taking one for the team.  I watched it to stop you all from suffering.  Aren't I good to you?

So anyway, I feel a bit guilty about having accomplished nothing.  C thinks it is because I have been burning myself out, and I need to relax.  But honestly I feel like I have to start doing something on a regular basis.  Something to get my day started.

Maybe tomorrow.

Religious people confuse me.

Yeah, I'm rather pissed off at religious people right now.  I was referred to today as a "Christian in denial".  I am sure I looked at the guy for a moment like he was nuts, so he quickly explained that it is impossible for someone to honestly believe there is no god.  So obviously my stubborn insistence shows how I am angry at god.  Like an alcoholic in denial I am denying this problem, and cannot be brought to a better place until I can admit I have a problem.  I have never wanted to punch someone so badly... not ever.

The sheer arrogance just totally pissed me off.  First, that you can possibly attest to what others believe.  Second, that you assume I am in denial of YOUR god, despite how many religions are in the world.  WTF.
I put up both hands, like warding off the demons of stupidity and said "what evs, dude".  Now to most this is not an invitation to an "open exchange of ideas", but his guy proceeded to follow me, explaining how he has helped many people like me to put aside our anger with our creator and find a personal relationship with Jesus Christ, which is what we all need to be happy in life.
Now why do Christians seem to think that atheists are unhappy?
I'm not.  I actually enjoy my life, when I don't have to deal with douche-y parking attendants that is.

It seems my bumper sticker may be off my car if I have to endure people trying to save me.  *shudder*

How to know

How you know you are hungover ..... Watching a channel in another language and not noticing.

Second coat

Second coat of paint today, then (maybe) look for a job for the summer.  I am somewhat on the fence as to if I should bother (with the job search that is).  On one hand I like money.  On the other hand C wants to go away for a week or two, and with his crazy schedule, it would be nice to be home when he is sometimes.  I was somewhat disappointed that my job can't offer me full time like they did last summer.  I will be lucky to get 12 hours a week from them, but maybe that is good for me.  Maybe I need a summer to relax.
Anyway, off I go to use my environmentally friendly recycled paint.  Yes, it is all for the environment and has nothing to do with the fact that it is only $13 a tin:P

Tired of this shit

I hate parents.  Well okay, not really.  But there are some mothers I go to school with who I could do without.  for the fourth time this year my schedule have been halted or stalled by another's child.  Don't get me wrong, I do get that having a child and going to school can be especially challenging, usually, not the way these ladies do it.

The lipstick mafia.  They have known each other from previous years.  They use the same daycare.  They arrange play dates and studying, all very cute, I'm sure.  They are very perfect.

I know, I sound bitter.  But I was studying until two, drove in here the piss pouring rain because I was third to go for my practical exam... and got fucking bumped because they have kids, and have a babysitter watching them, so would it be okay if they come first.  Two words, fuck you.  I could have spent and extra hour and a half in bed this morning, after not getting to bed until after two o'clock.  Of course I did not have a choice.  And I don't know if I could really say no and NOT look like the biggest prick on the planet.  But really, you are a student just like me.  Why should you get preferential treatment?  Ugh.  I'm going to go take a nap in my car, maybe I won't be such a bitch when I wake up.  *end rant*

I have been a bad, bad blogger

But I am also totally exhausted.  We have been busy getting our empty apartment up to snuff.  This weekend we replaced the bathroom floor, laid tile, Dry walled.  Ugh.  But I have to say, the place is looking good.  I will be happy in a week when our new tenant is in place, but until then... work, work work.  Carpeting this week, and painting.  You would think after all that we could have a weekend.... but no.  C's got plans.  Landscaping.  Why did I not realize that with C being the worker bee he is, that this is how it would be.  I'm sore:'(

So it is official

Well kind of.  We close on our property on the first.  After a lot of second guessing we finally decided that no matter what we do there are going to be risks if we choose to buy rental property.  So we went for it.  So on Monday crazy neighbour asked if we were really buying the building.  We said yes.  "Well I gave my notice.  I refuse to give you a dime of my money".  LMAO!  Apparently she hates us.  Oh the heart ache:P  So besides having to get another tenant it seems like things are going well.  It has passed inspection with flying colours, which we figured.  One of the things about living in the basement apartment, we would be the first to know if there were issues with the foundation or mold.  We will have to replace the roof in the summer, again, not really surprising.
I have started car pooling with another student.  It seemed like a really good, cost saving idea.  We change cars every day, so it also gives me a chance to study (or  play on my phone).  The problem is .... she listens to christian rock.  Now don't get me wrong, I don't mind religious folks.  You believe what you believe, and I will believe what I do, but Christian rock?  Seriously?  At first I thought it was just bad easy listening... but then I listened to the lyrics... fuck, and you can't NOT listen to the lyrics.  The commercials... oh hell "If you don't like religion but want to celebrate your unique relationship with Jesus Christ..."  No, that is fucking religion.  Perhaps you don't like "organized religion" but Christianity is a religion.  You cannot be an unreligious Christian any more than a spiritual atheist.  Perhaps you are not a church goer, or not a foaming at the mouth trying to convert everyone you meet christian, but you are still part of a religion.  And I do get it.  Hell, I would not want to be linked into what passes for the loving brotherhood of Christianity these days.  Personally I wish more Christians would stand up and say "Hey, douchebag.  Put down your fucking 'God hates fags' sign and help serve this soup to the poor like a good Christian.  Remember the not judging thing Jesus DID preach about?"  But remarkably Christians instead step back for "religion" so not to be tarred with the ilks of Fred Phelps.  It is kind of sad, because I would prefer to believe that they are the minority.  While I do not buy into religion, I would like to think that those who do prefer to do it in a place of love, not hate.

Wow, that turned into a rant.  LOL, anyway, I guess I just wonder at how apologetic we are to others that believe different than we do.  Anyway, my travelling companion and I get along fine.  I can accept her "not religious  includes Christian rock and sermons on the way in to school.  I told her on my days we ritually sacrifice chickens to ensure a safe trip.  I'm pretty sure she knew I was joking.