Sunday, April 16, 2006


I was talking to one of the guys I work with today, and he asked me if I was going to Church for Easter.

I told him pretty plainly that there's not much that I despise more than going to Church on Christmas, Easter, and right before you die. If you are going to do it, than fucking do it. If not, then don't think that two fucking days a year are going to make up for 363 days of not giving a shit.

Besides this, I had to explain that me and God are not exactly on speaking terms right now, so it would not be a good thing for me to barge into his house.

The Red Sox won though, so the day wasn't a complete waste.

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