Well... the duration of the exile has been shortened to the voluntary trip to Denver... and even that has been cut short due to the need to be here to help the kiddos with their Halloween costumes... I am NOT complaining! I think Misty truly means what she tells me... She is doing so well with speaking her mind no matter what... Last night she decided she doesnt even want to move downstairs... I am 93.7% sure she is sure... and if she changes her mind...WHO CARES!! a room is a room is a room.. as long as we're together.. She also mentioned getting different furnature for the living room... and i think thats an awesome idea... My grandmas things are nice....for my grammas formal living room... but they dont really belong in here... i think it'll be a blast to find some rustic ol' p.o.s. coffee table at a yard sale or something and fix it up... end tables too... then we just need to do something about this fancy schmancy computer desk... but all that is small shit.. I think... no, i believe that we are gonna be great.. as long as we can keep talking and keep heading for the same goal...
Last night I watched Contact... the movie is slow. Im not saying its bad... but its so slow.. and the ending is somewhat disappointing... oooh we get to see Vegans....ohhhh its just her stupid dad... LAME.. i know its metaphorical, and basically it was an hallucination fitted to her human mind... but i guess i just prefer movies from the school of rubber suits... and then there was the religious argument running through the whole movie... having the beliefs i have, i tend to agree with the notion that science has shown us that there is no god... but it may be that I've just been put off of the god thing by all the evangelical right wing nut jobs who take the bible as literal truth and "know" i will burn in hell for whom i choose to love... and how i choose to live my life... hmmmm i know of a few evangelicals (Haggard) who will be joining me in the pits of homo hell.... plus, when i was 5, I went to Calvary Chapel with my cousin and the lady in the nursery told us that there was no Santa Clause and that the only reason any kid got presents on Christmas was because 'Jesus' gave our parents money to do it... if our parents didn't have faith in Jeeeeeeaaazzzuusssss, they were poor bums.... yep... Paganism looks better and better every day!
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