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I ::heart:: VG Cats. This is just the latest icon ripped from one of their awesome old comics. I don't even play Mega Man games and it's hilarious. (Icon is from this comic. If I could some how animate the panel before the one the icon is from, I totally would and have my icon be the last bit of it. Really, really funny stuff.)
Easter at home was fun. My mother is offended, I think, by my utter non-religiosity. She says I don't have to do it next year (I complained about getting up early and made jokes about it at church breakfast), but I totally will because no one else will be home and I know she hates going alone. I don't mind going for her, but I realize now, more than ever, I hate being at church for any service unrelated to Christmas. Christmas I like for the mood, the decorations, the family company, and the music. Christmas is like the reward for surviving Christmas shopping season. Easter is supposed to be the most joyous time of the Christian year, but it just feels forced to me.
I also completely don't believe in it any more. Like at all. I've become a hardened skeptic, I suppose. But I never felt particularly involved with the church and now that I'm almost completely an outsider, I find the rhetoric of it all very irritating. Too much time absorbing the blowhards of the religion and their shit, I guess. Sitting there, going through the motions, it's all so perfunctory. I don't feel like I even really believe in God any more and watching people cling to one sorta weirds me out. I think this is emphasized by the fact that I've only really just had it sink home for me how borrowed Christianity is (from paganism, specifically) and how they cycle through their source material once a year just to keep reminding people of Jesus, Jesus, Jesus all the damned time. I guess it's easy to see how little you have to believe in one god versus another. You can be lazy and steal from other religions and yet insist that yours is the one, true one? Please.
Easter at home was fun. My mother is offended, I think, by my utter non-religiosity. She says I don't have to do it next year (I complained about getting up early and made jokes about it at church breakfast), but I totally will because no one else will be home and I know she hates going alone. I don't mind going for her, but I realize now, more than ever, I hate being at church for any service unrelated to Christmas. Christmas I like for the mood, the decorations, the family company, and the music. Christmas is like the reward for surviving Christmas shopping season. Easter is supposed to be the most joyous time of the Christian year, but it just feels forced to me.
I also completely don't believe in it any more. Like at all. I've become a hardened skeptic, I suppose. But I never felt particularly involved with the church and now that I'm almost completely an outsider, I find the rhetoric of it all very irritating. Too much time absorbing the blowhards of the religion and their shit, I guess. Sitting there, going through the motions, it's all so perfunctory. I don't feel like I even really believe in God any more and watching people cling to one sorta weirds me out. I think this is emphasized by the fact that I've only really just had it sink home for me how borrowed Christianity is (from paganism, specifically) and how they cycle through their source material once a year just to keep reminding people of Jesus, Jesus, Jesus all the damned time. I guess it's easy to see how little you have to believe in one god versus another. You can be lazy and steal from other religions and yet insist that yours is the one, true one? Please.
