Catholic Wet Dream
Apr. 1st, 2004 10:20 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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Daina and Curt came over this evening when I was about to vacuum the living room. Stuff was piled onto the couch, so we sat on the living room rug with the cats and I listened to them talk about Delphos and their old high school and all of that. It was neat to listen to someone else's nostalgia, even though I had no clue who they were talking about. It gets me all excited to be living in the same state as Jeff because then we can go on and on and on about dear old Mount St. Charles Academy.Did you know that I went to Catholic school? I did, for 13 years. First I went to Our Lady Queen of Martyrs school, and later OLQM changed its name to Monsignor Gadoury Regional. From there I went to Mount. It was one of those snooty college preparatory schools, with an entrance exam and all of that junk. To add to my Religious Resume, I took an 11th grade religion course called "Christian Action Projects" which involved community service work. I taught CCD (Confraternity of Christian Doctrine, or Catholic religious education) to 3rd graders for several years. I helped teach pre-Confirmation classes. In my senior year of high school, I was a Peer Minister. I was in CYO (Catholic Youth Organization) for a million years, and played on their sports teams. I was the Youth Representative to my Parish Council for a year. I helped my grandmother wrap billions of presents for residents of the St. Francis House nursing home. And then I graduated valedictorian. You read it here first, folks: I was a Catholic wet dream.
Then I went to college, became a pagan, came out, used some drugs, met Aaron, slept with girls, became a Boy Scout, went to graduate school, lived in sin, got engaged, became a Unitarian Universalist, moved to Maine, wanted to die, courted a woman in a relationship, got married, helped write a position paper on the effects of the New Religious Right on public schools, moved to Columbus, went to graduate school again, got a Big Gay Job, got hung up on gender, got separated, got another Big Gay Job, dated too many girls at once, courted a married woman, gave them all up for Jennifer, got divorced, graduated again, moved into a basement, worked in a homeless shelter, got laid off, lived in Super Sin, was Jennifer's hot unemployed live-in domestic, asked her to marry me, planned a return to the homeland.
WHAT HAPPENED????!?!?
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Date: 2004-04-02 12:57 pm (UTC)Of course, now both of my schools have uniforms. NEENER.
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Date: 2004-04-02 05:58 am (UTC)What happened?
You happened.
All of those things were necessary for you to be the you we all know and love. Going to LaGrange was also necessary, but you managed to leave that out. Of course, I suppose if some of them hadn't happened, most of us would probably still know and love you. But that depends on which things.
When I was thinking about![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
kaasirpent's Friday Five (which he posted on Wednesday afternoon), I decided that's really the way things are. I am at least the sum of the stuff that has happened to me (hopefully more), and as long as I like who I am, then I don't need to regret anything. Reflect, probably, but not regret.
Also, I've had more beer and less food than usual tonight, and I'm just back from seeing my favorite local band, the Blue Method. If this doesn't make sense, well, now you know why. If it does make sense, I guess I didn't have enough beer.
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Date: 2004-04-02 02:10 pm (UTC)I've had a lot of life-altering experiences. But really, I guess that's what life is. I read your Friday Five and tried to think of things I would have liked to change, and I'm not sure: what would happen to the ME of today if I changed those things?
Interesting.
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Date: 2004-04-02 12:56 pm (UTC)I guess I just kind of grew up and realized I didn't agree with everything the Catholic Church said. It's just weird that I was /so/ into it.
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Date: 2004-04-02 08:08 pm (UTC)In college I messed around with more girls, lost my virginity to
Until I discovered he wouldn't let me bring girls home, and I had to break up with him. :(
LOOK AT ME NOW! PRAISE JESUS!
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Date: 2004-04-02 12:55 pm (UTC)MIA?
Date: 2004-04-02 11:52 am (UTC)Welp, I've been Missing in Action in the computing/e-mail/internetting/pretty-much-anything for a few days now, because my Melis is home. She took an INCREDIBLE road trip with 4 chick friends of hers, driving down to Atlanta to catch the Indigo Girls perform with the Atlanta ballet.
She said it was absolutely amazing. Cried often because it was just so damn good. Road trips rule.
So yeah. There you go. This is why I haven't posted or replied or commented or anything for a few days now.
And May 1 isn't that far away, you know. Neither is June 1.
Re: MIA?
Date: 2004-04-02 02:11 pm (UTC)(Although, next time I will hide in her trunk!!)
You've been missed. Glad to have you back to the Internet.
ONE MORE MONTH! One more month and then we RAMPAGE!!
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Date: 2004-04-02 02:39 pm (UTC)replace Catholic with Southern Baptist, replace the marriage/divorce with an almost-marriage/hideous break-up, replace Jennifer with Wendy, and you and i are the same person, pal.
i am still trying to figure it out myself.
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Date: 2004-04-02 04:48 pm (UTC)< smirk >