went to church today, mainly to tell my mom that yes i did go to church.

the truth is i havent been in confession since well lets just say 8th grade, the last time it was required by the school i attended. i am frightened now that if i go the priest will shame me and then make me say prayers for the next 3 yrs or perhaps build a soup kitchen with my barehands...why are catholics so good at fear.

for what its worth i was kind enough to allow a woman with a child who appears to be suffering from restless leg syndrome sit next to me. this means that i got kick in the shin twice and stared at through pretty much the whole mass...i mean dont get me wrong i know better than anyone that ppl at church ARE judging you but really you got to start them before they can multiply? really give me and my asymmetrical haircut a break...

so now im announcing to the world that i am catholic, so i drink too much and judge and gossip like your grandma, its official, its on my forehead...