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radiumgirl) wrote2011-04-10 09:58 pm
radiumgirl) wrote2011-04-10 09:58 pm
Lazy Sunday
I have nothing of substance to offer. It was a gloriously lazy Sunday. I woke up at 7 because my job has broken my ability to sleep in, though admittedly, when you wake up at 4:30 everyday, 7 is pretty amazing.
So, I woke up at 7, did the dishes that piled up over three days, mopped the kitchen and the bathroom, and folded some clothes. I watched some BBC documentary about Anne Frank, then Jesus Camp, which is fucking horrifying and had me rethinking my childhood for a good two hours because I was totally shipped off to bible camp every summer when I was a kid and it was pretty much exactly like that except without the speaking in tongues because we were Baptists and didn't hold with that nonsense. But the creationism textbooks, the complete lack of understanding of abortion, the I-Pledge-Allegiance-to-the-Bible, and the cliquiness...it was all there. I read some articles and reviews about the movie afterwards that called for the parents and directors of that camp to be called up on child abuse charges.Those kids are going to be FUCKED UP when they grow up. Trust me. Been there, done that.
Anyway. It was a beautiful day here. 80 degrees and sunny. I opened my windows and sat on the porch until just about an hour ago.I worked on that Bobby-centric For Keeps story and "Eleanor Rigby at the Tree of Knowledge" (Yay! Hack writing! Now featuring Beatles references!) I was totally stoked that a citronella candle I left out on the window ledge all winter still lit.
So, I woke up at 7, did the dishes that piled up over three days, mopped the kitchen and the bathroom, and folded some clothes. I watched some BBC documentary about Anne Frank, then Jesus Camp, which is fucking horrifying and had me rethinking my childhood for a good two hours because I was totally shipped off to bible camp every summer when I was a kid and it was pretty much exactly like that except without the speaking in tongues because we were Baptists and didn't hold with that nonsense. But the creationism textbooks, the complete lack of understanding of abortion, the I-Pledge-Allegiance-to-the-Bible, and the cliquiness...it was all there. I read some articles and reviews about the movie afterwards that called for the parents and directors of that camp to be called up on child abuse charges.Those kids are going to be FUCKED UP when they grow up. Trust me. Been there, done that.
Anyway. It was a beautiful day here. 80 degrees and sunny. I opened my windows and sat on the porch until just about an hour ago.I worked on that Bobby-centric For Keeps story and "Eleanor Rigby at the Tree of Knowledge" (Yay! Hack writing! Now featuring Beatles references!) I was totally stoked that a citronella candle I left out on the window ledge all winter still lit.
