Welcome to the Nuthouse
As I continue to ponder the points I will make in my autobiography I am struck by the incredible inconsistencies in my own psyche.
Case in point, on the way to work this morning during my 7 minute walk from the subway (yes, I timed it, now hush up!) I experienced 2 extremes in my personality. I had a lovely chat with my favourite homeless person and gave him some money (and I really do like this man—I’m not one that feels that I must like all homeless people, or all rich people, or all any kind of people but that’s a rant for another day). Then moments later I found myself cussing out in my heart, and under my breath, the traffic cop who got bored and decided to wave on traffic while I was crossing ON THE WALK signal.
Do you think the seminaries should be warned about my penchant for going from Mother Theresa to The Terminator?
posted by Zanne @ 8:49 AM
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11 Comments:
I think that the seminaries should be most welcoming to your fiercenesss.
Now isn't the time for shrinking violets in the church!
gunfighter pretty much nailed it. The contrast is amusing though.
It is the pendulum that keeps the clock ticking after all... swing on dear friend!
Well at least you know you are consistent in your inconsistency! This shows good self-awareness so the seminary should be thrilled!
What, you think the seminaries should be warned that you're only human? I think the ability to go from saintly to The Terminator in the space of a heartbeat is pretty common (it is for me anyway). Not that I'm saying you're common - I definitely know better than that!
My dear GF, I can only hope! :D
Not that I'd ever be compared to a shrinking violet--more along the lines of a stink weed? Step on me and you're gonna know it, one way or the other. Of course that doesn't really jibe with the whole mandate to be a sweet smelling fragrance in the world, does it? Will work on my botanical metaphors!
Syd, glad you were amused. BF has taken to calling me "Mother Terminator." Kinda like it! ;)
Claire Joy, you too dear friend! xo
Prof, can I use you as a reference? Hugs!
Merryn, is it any wonder why you're such a precious friend--thanks for always letting me be me! love you!
Once thing I dislike about the ministers/priests I've encountered along the way is their seeming inability to get angry. Hang on to your ability to get pissed off... it will do you good.
All the quirkiness that makes up YOU is what will make you such a great priest! Of course, you might want to look into whether they make collars with "PMS Alert" on them. ;)
Oh please, it's all TOO easy...
It happens to me all the time.
Of course, I could never be a priest.
Perhaps a priestess, tho', haha!!
Ah, but it is what makes you-you, no? Besides all bets are off when you find yourself in the middle of a cross-walk with massive suvs about to lurch forward.
Trop, don't think I have a choice about keeping my anger--at this point just trying to control my going postal tendancies! ;)
Sassy, ooo collars with messages...maybe in flashing neon...I like it!!
KMae, I often think of you when I'm flying and always wonder how you do it when faced with demanding whiney humanity.
Only D, prexactly!
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