Julia found out today that I'm an atheist. She didn't
seem to take it very well. She agreed with me that
religions are all fucked up, but said that shouldn't get
in the way of my "relationship with God." One o'
those "non-denominational" Xians. (See also: too damn lazy
and/or noncomittal to attend a church regularly)
Of course, I didn't like that much, but I couldn't think
of the right words to say at the time. After arguing back
and forth for a few minutes, I had to go out to bring in
carts, and when I went back in there was a little piece of
paper with a smilie face and the words, "Smile, God loves
you" written on it. I turned it over, drew a smilie face,
and wrote, "Smile, Mithras loves you". I don't think she
understood that, but it sure made me feel better, and she
probably got that it was a rebuttal of some type. If she
wants to try again, I've got more. "Smile,
loves you." And the list goes on.
I really don't need this, and neither does she. She seems
like a nice enough person, but if she's going to
evangelize to me like that I'm going to have to do
something about it; and I don't want to do that. She's
free to believe the way she wants to believe, but I am too.
After Julia got off at noon, Priscilla started asking me
some questions. She wasn't trying to evangelize in any
way--she's no more religious or pious than I am--, just
honestly curious; so I had no problem speaking with her
about it. She didn't even dwell on it, after asking a few
questions on that subject she moved on to other things.
How is it being on my own, do Jessica and I live together,
whatever came to mind, I suppose.
I don't know. I'm probably overreacting. I have a
tendency to make a mountain out of a molehill. I work
tomorrow morning at 10:45, I guess I'll find out then.