A few random thoughts from today...

I was cut off and later flipped off by a car covered in religious bumper stickers this afternoon driving through metuchen. Some of them that i could read were the classics "Jesus Saves", "I love Pro- Life", "God Bless America" and "In Case of Rapture This Car Will Be Unmanned".

i have one bumper sticker. It says "Edison is Better" with a heart. They sell them at the library for twenty five cents. Its on the inside of my car and it makes me smile.

So anyway, I was quite pissed off at the people driving this Jesus Freak car. I'm not anti christian in any sense of the word. I don't advertise it on my car, i don't torture people at work about it like one of my co-workers (who flaunts her attendance of daily mass while gossiping about the new girl Raquel and criticizing the practices of our salon and our manager). I won't set foot in a christian bookstore (that may however change because i've been eyeing the 'Archaeological Study Bible" in a big way. i'm such a nerd.)

Anyway, people hink that normal well adjusted people who don't have bumper stickers on our cars are just like you when they find out we're christians

so stop ruining it for us.

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I feel like I'm surrounded by hyspocrisy lately, or maybe I'm just noticing it more and its bothering me more than ever. In the past week somethign in me has kind of changed. I feel like my brash outspoken pissed off inner riot grrl has put her hair in a bun, shaved her legs and put on Hush Puppies. Could it be that I'm growing up and out of teen angst?

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This afternoon in the library I was in an aisle looking for a book (Sophies World - thanks for the recommendation Linda!) and I brushed up against a guy in a polo shirt and cargo pants (I was wearing a dress and sweater with a pen stuck in my hair) he turned around and gave me a weirdish look when I was walking away to the microfilm machine (which is my new favourite thing IN THE WORLD). I didn't think anything of it, I get stared at a lot (not sure why). Later from my chair where I was sitting and mercilessly proofreading my essay (due tommorow, but i don't think its as good as some of my stuff in the past has been. pray for me!) I noticed his yarmukle and little prayer string tassels. I know the skirt of my dress brushed up against one of those tassels. I hope he's not in trouble or anything because he was quite cute. I wonder if he goes to that yeshiva on plainfield. Abbe has been trying to set me up with her orthodox cousin Harold who thinks I'm the most beautiful creature on the earth for a few months

For some reason I don't think that'll work. I do make pretty good matzoh ball soup though :)