the weekend and today

The past weekend was good for me. I saw a decent movie, 300; got dragged around by my niece and nephew, do you wanna go play in the toy room? do you wanna go play in the toy room? the toy room is so fun, let's play in the toy room; and visited with a very good, dear friend of mine. I'm not really sure what else to write about as far as the weekend goes. It was good, but nothing other than the daily grind type of things that I've already posted about too many times happened that could be applied to the list. I might be able to stretch things a bit and force some of the events into the list, but that wouldn't be fair to these events. . . What am I even typing about? . . Sorry. Distracted mind. . . Anyway, my gooddearfriend did convince me to finish a guitar project I started several years ago, and also pointed me to this website which will help me to take my treadmill act on the road and terrorize the fair citizens of this fine metropolis of mine. . .

I went to a Catholic church service yesterday. Most of my readers probably know that I am neither Christian nor affiliated with any sort of organized religion. Nonetheless, the service actually had a pretty big impact on me. The homily was all about putting aside prejudice and trying to see people for who they are. . . I'm having a hard time figuring out a way to sum up the homily without bringing up God because I've never been comfortable talking about the subject. But it was a good homily. I also really appreciated the parts of the service when the audience interacted with each other. First everyone greets the people sitting around them. Then later is the whole "Peace be with you" experience recently made infamous by Dane Cook. I liked the interaction though, this encouragement to not shy away from the people who surround you. And the wishes of "Peace" seemed to be reminders that we're all struggling through life, we are all in it together and should offer our support and best wishes to everyone. I maybe didn't get everything right about this stuff though. But still, I was amazed by how welcomed I felt. I had always felt excluded, shunned, by organized religion. But I think I was maybe wrong about that. I'm still not a Christian, but the service definitely helped my spiritual development. . .

Heh. I'm so uncomfortable about what I just wrote that I'm not going to proof it.

Today was spent mostly catching up for the hour lost to daylight-savings time and the lost time spent on the road. . . I wrote some today, worked just a little on the previously mentioned guitar project, and continued on with the job hunt.

I'm grateful for my gooddearfriend (20).