19:15 - 2005-03-24
Giant Rabbit Earth Festival
The Celebration of Giant, Egg-Laying Rabbits...
Sometimes I wonder why atheists even bother to celebrate Easter, seeing as how all they have to look forward to is lacquering the unfertilized spawn of poultry and then hiding them from children in dressed in adorable and cumbersome outfits.^_^ Though I love Jesus, I find it easy to be cynical during holidays, on account of the medias depiction of most of them. I mean, come now: It's fun ^_^ So today I thought I'd give you an educational tidbit to help broaden your perspective as applies to the secular Easter celebration:
When the British conquered the Celts and other pagan nations, the Church of England (primarily the Catholic Church today) blotted out all the pagan holidays by putting Christian holidays on thesame days and forcing the pagans to celebrate the new holidays. The holiday they paved over with Easter as we know it today--the celebration of the resurrection of Christ--was originally the pagan festival of fertility, wherein they sacrificed to the fertility goddess whose name was or resembled "Easter". That's where all the bunnies came from. I'm not so sure about the egg-painting part, but I think that was introduced by German immigrants who had retained the custom of painting eggs for a long time, for whatever reason.
With that said, I can get on to the news portion of this entry, because, yes, I know I haven't updated in a while:
"Family Friction"-Nana, AKA Satan, showed up at our house the other day completely without notice. She just walked in the back door and said something about how when you're seventy you have to do things when you feel like doing them. I politely replied that it probably isn't safe for a seventy-year-old to be outside her house if she isn't even compitent enough to operate a phone. It may seem a bit harsh, but just because she's old doesn't mean she has any excuse to be rude. Besides that, Kouji was having to work from 8:30 to 23:00, and he only had one hour for lunch, so he was eating with me and hanging out for what little time he had, when my grandmother just appears in my house. Is it too much to ask to be able to talk to someone for an hour without having to listen to some old woman's innane stories about a yorkshire terrior? I mean, that doesn't sound terribly irrational to me. She could've at least called and told us, I mean, Kouji practically lives here and he manages to call before he comes over. Then, instead of going and getting some shopping done like we'd planned to, we ended up slaving away in the bee-infested yard trying to make sure she didn't have a heart attack pulling weeds. I'm getting very tired of her "entitlement issues", very tired indeed. Across town though, things are a bit more subdued, I suppose. A couple of weeks ago, Cheryl left with all her furniture like a thief in the night, when just that morning she'd told my dad "Bye, honey, see you tonight!" My dad really doesn't need another woman to leave him; he's been through enough already. Lately, though, there's been a lot of conflict between them over seperate preferences concerning the cleanliness of the house, over how my dad hasn't gotten a job yet even though he's willing and trying to, and most of all, over the fact that my dad won't take my mom to court for child-support.
And I'd like to pause and say just how much that really means. There are plenty of men who'd sock it to their ex-wives the first chance they got. But my dad doesn't, and he's right to say no. If he did rake my mom over the coal for money she doesn't even have, it would only stress the heck out of her, and she's already a nervous wreck. And, he knows it would affect his relationship with us. "(I don't want to hurt Dena. They'll be over there, they'll see how miserable she is, and they'll know exactly who is responsible for that--Me. I don't want that kind of relationship with my daughters!" That's what he said.
But hopefully everything will work out in the best way it can. Maybe Cheryl is meant to leave for a while, do some soul searching, and move on. Maybe my dad needs to see things from a new perspective. Maybe they'll realize that neither of them is truly in the wrong and go their seperate ways peacefully, or maybe they're meant to overcome this obstacle and grow closer together as a result. There's not way I can know, but I can hope.
I also changed my hair recently. I'm no longer a rogue-look alike, and I shouldn't be confused with anyone else because I came up with this idea completely on my own. I took a top layer and cut it shorter than the rest of my hair, so it's short in the front and there's a layer in the back that's shorter than the rest. The short layer is blonde, and the long layer is dark red. It looks kind of Euro-anime or something, and my mom gave me a lot of flak about it in the beginning, but I like it and as far as I'm concerned she doesn't have any real arguement as long as I keep it clean and neat. I'll post pictures of it as soon as I can, and speaking of pictures: I finally got the piccies developed from Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Years, and Valentines. Now that's pretty sad, but I'll just go ahead and tell you that these are this late for a reason: it took me forever to gather them all up from the people what took them and then to save the money to get them developed. Funds are running al ittle low, as you may have noticed. As soon as I get them scanned, I'll have a review entry, full of belated holiday cheer ^_^
Yesterday we went to Chipotle, and while we were there, Lil Doodoo asked for a sip of my drink. "Only if you agree to perform three Deadly Deeds," I replied cooly, to which she responded, "Whatever" and reached for my drink. When I told her how ensnared she was and signed my dad on as a witness to the transaction, she played dumb about it, so I threatened to tack on more Deadly Deeds for every lie she told, until she finally gave in. So now that Lil Doodoo has made a deal with the devil (Me), I've been scheming up all sorts of Deadly Deeds to make her do. Her first Deadly Deed was that she could no longer lie, in lew of which I told her to relate the tale of her most recent onset of violent diarrhea. Then I came to my senses and told her to save the details for when Kouji was around to hear them, because it would bring joy to his heart. When Kouji heard about this, he replied, "So she can't lie, but you can?" and that made me giggle. He laughed pretty hard this morning when I held Lil Doodoo to her word, but he did give me this look that said, "Oh gosh, is this really happening?" *Laughs* Good times. Unfortunately, the first one is the only Deadly Deed Lil Doodoo has actually completed. She wouldn't eat bluebonnets, or kitty litter, or that stuff inside of a bean bag chair, even though the later two were in the name of science! (the first, so that Kouji and I could find out what kitty-litter tastes like, and the second, so we could discover whether bean bag stuff makes you fart like real beans do. Pretty classy, aren't we?). Lil Doodoo has all these wimpy notions that don't even qualify for "Deadly" Deeds. She wanted one of them to be buying a frappacino from Starbucks! So I told her that in order to do that she'd have to stand next to the highway with a sign that said, "Pleez, I need coffee!" and earn the money herself. I didn't sacrifice a sip of my drink for nothin', ya know! I will have my Deadly Deeds, even if I have to use brute force!
While we were on the phone the previous night I had said something that made Kouji laugh (I don't even remember what it was), and then I said "Yay! I make Kouji laugh!" Kouji said, "Yep. Laugh like a constipated yeti." In class I asked Mr Patton if he could laugh like a constipated yeti. He said, "Probably not." Mr Patton's class is the most entertaining I have. It's the only class I've had in the past two years that requires the teacher to tell me to be quiet, more or less because there are actually people worth talking to. Because I do talk a lot, given the right conditions. Kouji took us to school this morning, and then, since he was up at the campus all day, he came to see me at lunch. As usual, we had a good time, and Kouji gave me a stick of gum, some cherry sours, and a handful of wet seaweed, which inspired some weird looks and questions, but was yummy. I shared the gum with the gang in Mr Patton's class. It was crunchy because it had been in Kouji's car for several months ^_^ I'm glad the gang enjoys my stories of Kouji, because, in case you haven't noticed, he's more or less all I talk about ^_^ And with good reason too! Coz Kouji ROX! *huggles*
I got online today for the first time in a while, and it was good because I finally got to correspond with people I haven't talk to in ages. Sparky, Nikki, Chanel, Lil Jerky, Kat-chan and I all had an absolutely pimpin' chat ^_^ I just ate half a chicken, so I'm going to call it a night. Also: This entry prolly seemed a bit strange. Diaryland deleted my first draft (as usual) so I had to type it up again, and when I do that it often comes out a little disjointed and not as well-written. But the content is still the same, so I guess that's what counts. In the future, I'm not going to use the template for my entries--I'll type them up in Word, then paste them in. Take that, stupid D-land. Anywhoo, we're off tomorrow for Good Friday. Kouji and I's gonna watch anime! Booyah!
