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PRAISE THE LORD 2003-04-08 | 10:34 p.m. I'm back from the gym and I didn't even fall off anything. Go me. I did however glare at everyone in anticipation of the stares I knew they were going to throw my way. It all worked out good. I scared people off machines so I didn't have to wait very long. And the delicious odor I was emitting kept everyone at a safe enough distance that no conversations were started. Thank god. Speaking of god. I got home and checked my e-mail thinking I'd have a few messages (fingers crossed). Yes I did indeed have messages. Two even (It doesn't take much to excite me). One form a mortage company and seeing how I have no need for their services at this time I fired it straight into the trash, and one form my Dad. (Insert some dramatic noise from a scary movie here.) Now the last email he sent to me was something about a trust he started for me and I don't really want to get into the discussion about a trust fund being started for a 27 year old bitch but needless to say I was not to thrilled to read this new message. I really had no idea what I was in for. Pages of bible quotes. I have never, I repeat NEVER been known to be of the religious persuasion. Not any religion, not any time, no thank you. He knows this. Infact he knows that it actually pisses me off. Even still he sends me bible quotes. What the fuck is going on around here? I'm going to send him quotes out of the Satanic bible next time he pulls this shit. I'm not kidding watch me.
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