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I'm just coming out of the bathroom, and I hear one of the loudest knocks on my door I've ever heard. Lo and behold, it's 'missionaries', or so they called themselves. They started to ask me questions about if I had ever heard of a man named Joseph Smith.

Why is it, every one of these guys I meet, they have blonde hair?

God created everything; universe, life, man, etc..
So why does it have to be a 'miracle' for him to just come down and say "Hey!"?

..Isn't he all powerful?

This question could not be answered by these two clones, and so they told me to pray to God and ask him.


They didn't even give me their names.
And why did the guy with the buck teeth keep shaking his head "no" at the other?


They also asked if they could have my cat.

there's too much contradiction in religion to me. i'll explain more when i finally get my thoughts settled.


why is there such a large gap in between me with a beard and me shaved. clean shaven i look like a woody allen character, just not funny, and a lot more pathetic. i'm never shaving again.


i need to start playing kotor II again. i've already played through the first couple of hours of it twice. for some reason i can't stick with it; and i love the storyline so far.


i don't think i've actually made a single thing with the OHR since the 48 hour contest. i keep messing around with the graphics on Mystics (the colors got messed up when i had to switch computers), and they look alot nicer now. thing is, i haven't added any numbers to my amount of tiles. i always have ideas rushing through my head, but i've been reluctant to even write them down.


i no longer have a job. never would i thought being fired would make me so happy. i fucking hated that place; the bosses were jerks, i barely made any money, and all of my free time was shot. so i called them up, said i couldn't work because the school needed my help setting up for the dance that night.
"you're supposed to be here when the schedule says you have to be here *click*", no time to explain my case or get in the slightest "uhm..".
4:10, i had finished up, and decided to go for a walk. my parents didn't know yet what my plans had been, nor did i quite feel like telling them. for all they know, i'm at work.
4:30 to 5:00, i bought myself a cappucino. i enjoyed the cappucino. watched the blazing fire go down on the horizon while drinking said cappucino. to me, this is much more exciting than bagging your groceries. it was cold.
5:00 to 5:45, i had taken a road that curved around back to my work. during this time, the sun was gone, and i was basically wondering streets in which i'd never been down on foot, nor in the dark. i had planned on walking down this road to waste the day, and then somehow show up at work like i had been there all along to be picked up by my parents.
5:45 to 6:00, i was nearing the end of the road, which lay on top of the highest point in town. it was windy enough that with as tired as i was, it actually pushed me around. even though i was lacking in time, i stopped a now and then to look down at the town, it's lights were ablaze, and the highway was a stream of light. when i got to my work, i was just on time to be picked up. unnoticed upon entering the parking lot, i knocked on the car door to a half-sleep father, who's common acknowledgment was "tough day at the office?". somehow, i made it out free.

and it was a good, seeing as how the soundtrack to the day was provided by Belle and Sebastian.

so i was thinking about how God wants us to do good things, and in doing so he will give us eternal bliss. so i was thinking about this for a while, and began to think, well do you s'pose people only do good things just to get into heaven, rather than doing it just for the joy of it?

do you think that if there were no heaven, no eternal happyness, that people wouldn't give a shit about doing nice things, and care only for themselves? if a lone child were brought into the world with no influence, no God or Satan, what path would he chose, or would there even be a path?