YOU outta the pool!

**~~ As a side note - I should totally be doing some research for my paper, and/or working - Yeah you see how that's working out for me. ~~**

Ignorance is Bliss. At least that is what they say. I'm not buying it. The only thing ignorance does is make you - the offender- look stupid. All I can think of when you speak is ' Where is your helmet?'.

Should *I* be more tolerant? Probably. But I ain't in the fucking mood, and tolerance isn't the answer to blatant ignorance and stupidity of people too self obsessed to education themselves on a subject before speaking. There *I* said it.

I'm not sure where exactly I want to go with this but recently I have been reading and hearing a number of ridiculous and ignorant statements. In one post I recently read - someone admitted to only drinking bottled water, because the water filtration standards of Germany weren't high enough. Oh. My. God. Of course this is coming from someone who believes all spouses in the area are " dumb as stomped grits" What? Really?

I'm just tired of stupidity. These people should come with a warning label - something that says ' I don't represent my gender or my nationality! ' - they should be marked so the rest of us can be forewarned. Gah.

I'm not in the mood anymore. They just always seem to be a little black rain cloud on an otherwise beautiful day.

I have the Dumbs to day....

I really do.

So here's the thing - um, I can't NOT figure out how to change my blog template and still keep all the goodies on the right. I have found several cool layout online, but for some reason they just won't take. STOOPID.

So, I suppose I either create a new blog, and start again. NOOOOOoooooo.

Or, I try and try again.

Neither option sounds good right now.

I'm like a child - I have the attention span of a nat on a sugar high. Its not pretty, I know.

I just don't care that much right now.

Watch this space - I might get smart over night, or use my secret weapon. I call it - Aaron. :)

Toodles.

Do I look like I need to be saved? - Part II

I have been thinking about religion a lot this weekend; I was even asked if I wanted to go to mass. Why? Why would you ask me that? Especially if you know me. I can understand that maybe if we just met you might feel inclined to extend an invitation, as a way of being friendly. However, do you not stop and think that maybe I'm not religious, or that I might be of a different faith or have a completely different belief system?

It seems that people who have been immersed in a certain religion believe that its ok to encourage others around into the church, or into the religion of their choice. Notice I said " their choice". Some of you might see it as an innocent invite; an invitation that can be easily tried down in a polite and graceful way. *I* however find it offensive, and annoying - I suppose years of brain-washing at the hands of a Roman Catholic education kinda makes me bitter.

I'm not Catholic. I made that choice many years ago. I was the only in my year that didn't partake of the communion at mass on Fridays; I was the only who did not get Confirmed, and I was the only to get kicked out of Religious Education class. I made my chioce then, and I have not changed now.

I'm Wiccan.

Many of you might not know that. It's just something that I find personal. I feel no need to tell every person I meet. I feel no need to ask others to just me in practice of my belief system. I'm not at all ashamed of it, but it is private and personal to me. Just me.

Faith is a private matter. Its not meant to be sold, preached, pushed on others, or used as an excuse for behavior or ease of conscious.

He did come and see me today. The man who placed that obnoxious card in my hand. He was will never make that mistake again.

He asked me what I thought about it, and although I had a whole speech ready for him , I left it with this -

- I'm Wiccan. We don't believe in saving other souls, we believe in making peace with the one's we already have; our own. "

With that he left. Maybe we will talk again, and maybe not. His loss, not mine.

Do I look like I need to be saved?

Don't count on it buddy.

"all that is required for evil to prosper is for good men to do nothing" Edmond Burke.

Let me start by saying; this only happens to me. I'm seriously contemplating writing a book about this craziness. A book that can serve as a warning to others. A book that will teach you to recognize madness in others, as well as how a normal person can hide their craziness and then spring it on you during an unexpected moment.

I shall call this book ' Us & Them : How to spot THEM.

Before I begin I would also like to make it clear to those who don't really know me; this shit happens a lot. Really. I'm some kind of freak magnet, and not in a good way either. Maybe I should stop making eye contact with people, or maybe I should just stop talking to other people that have not been screen properly.....buy someone other than myself; by someone who is able to spot mad-crazy before it's too late. Doh.

Here's my situation.

I meet a lot of people in every job I work in. I have a tendency to take jobs in which interaction with lots of people is part of the job; example, Bartender, or Advocacy- I know that is quite a spectrum of jobs...I figure if I have enough careers one might stick - Therefore, this current job is no exception. Its not an important job, and it requires no real effort on my part, but living overseas as a military spouse I just needed something to keep me busy, pay my tuition, and allow for a little money in my pocket. I work for a contractor in a computer lab. I study. I talk to people who work in the building. I occasionally help the Internet-retarded log on, and print things off the Net. Easy. Straight forward. Yeah right.

I am a pretty social person and therefore I usually carry on conversations with most everyone who enters my domain. Mostly the "regulars"; my daily motley crew of students, and Professors scrambling to get print-offs, and homework assignments done and in hand by sound of bell. He is one of them. He was normal. He was talktive. He was NORMAL!!! I swear to God. I had no crazy vibe from him at all.

THEN.......I got this handed to me - By individual stated above.

And I quote.

~~~"I.Q. Test - What is greater than God, worse than the devil, the dead eat it, and if the living eat it they will die?" ~~~

This was printed on a a piece of card, that was the size of a business card. On one side it has the question, and on the reverse is the answer. This person, with whom I had several really nice talks with; this person with whom is a fellow military spouse, and college student, handed me this card. He smiled at me, and told me he hoped I would 'think about it, and we could talk next week".

The answer : Nothing.

However, to get the answer I had to read a passage of God -fearing, Fire and fucking brimstone, burn -in- hell- if -you- don't- repent- now bullshit. Seriously!!!! I shall quote some of the best parts....

" Do you think you will go to Heaven? Do you think you are good enough"

" I fyou have told a lie ( even a white lie), Or stole something ( even something small) Then you are a lying thief"

" If you have lusted you have committed adultery in our heart"

AND My personal favorite.....

" If you've hated someone, the Bible says you are a murderer"

JUDGMENTAL MUCH? Have you lost your MIND!

So apparently I need to be saved, and I should " repent today! " Then I can go to heaven. What could I possibly have said that made this perfectly "normal" person lose his mind, and feel that it is his "Christian" duty to save my soul????

My soul is just fine thank you. So, you can take you hypocritical, hell and fire, holiler -than -thou, self-rightous, over-bearing, ignorant mumbo-jumbo, and kiss my damned ass all the way back to dark ages that you seem to be stuck in!

This Bible boy is about to be Schooled on Monday. He picked the wrong bitch to save.

Refer to Quote at beginning of this entry - I hope you realize, I'm the 'good man', and he is the evil. :) I won't stand by and do nothing. Hee-hee

I just don't learn.

~~~*** Warning***~~~ : Pissed off venting will now commence - Bad Language, possible offensive obscenities, and disturbing visuals possible!

What the Fuck over! Why do I get myself into these ridiculous situations? Honestly, do I have Doormat written on my forehead? Do I project a vibe of' I'm a sucker, fuck me over'? I think I do. And I'm kinda fucking over it at this point!

I could possibly be overacting at point - I'm currently overdosing on a coffee and Chai tea concoction .... I think its eating its way through my stomach lining - and I'm listening to very angry music, and generally stewing in a vat of angry self-pity, and pent up aggression.

But in the end I suppose I have no one to blame but myself. I should have seen this coming. But, well, I think my radar was off, or broken. FUCK. I'm fucking stuck now.

( - Just so you know, the situation to which I am referring has nothing to do with anyone who reads or is a member of this blog. If it was I would use their name.....heehee-)

AAARRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

I don't know why I'm so bothered by this. I left High School a long time ago. But some how this person seems to make me feel like I'm in some fucking popularity test. Like I give two shits. But I guess I do. I have alot invested in this, and I'm not feeling any reciprocation. Instead, I have to continue to support this childish pity party, and hope I'm crowned Queen.

I know this doesn't sound very sane, or is clear. I understand that to most of you this sounds like the ramblings of a deranged escapee of a psych-ward. But I'm just venting....just annoyed.....just tired of the bullshit. Bottom line it doesn't have to make sense to you - its just supposed to make me feel better. And it does. A little. I need a smoke.

Sigh.