updating on my week

I had stuff to talk about, then I promptly forget. I am not going to Lunacon, only because I forgot to make staying arrangements. I had no job, I figured why assume I will be the time it happened. Angus and Jolene go every year, but it felt really dumb to ask your exes for crash space. Sooo, I am trying to remember if there is anything else to go to. Heck, I got a ticket for Oscar Shorts thanks to a friend who had an extra ticket.

Thursday, I had a talk with my mother about chores and my brother. She might be able to move to Abington, and you know, I may have to find a place of my own too. So much cruft to go through, decide what to leave behind, sell, give out. If I made out my will, only a very small part would be money and a large part would be CDs, books, clothes, and old toys and knick-knacks.

Friday, after work, I caught up on e-mail and arranged papers into folders, which feels oddly liberating to do. I also had to do some thinking on my spending habits. No, it isn't bad, but I do indulge in dinners out and cheap CDs. It will hurt in the long run, I know that. I have to think of stuff like my first payment of the student loan and the rest of the credit card. I can do this.

I don't know where I want to travel. A part of me is attracted to and repelled by visiting Israel (which is why I am talking about writing a will), along with nice relatively safe destinations like Iceland and Ireland (what's with this countries with 'i'). However, I enjoyed visiting Toronto and San Francisco the first time around, and I'd do again. Maybe Vancouver too. Maybe by train, even though it will be bloody long.

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Oh, oh now I remember one topic.

Today's quote of the day said something to the effect that you don't often hear about atheists or agnostics doing the nasty acts of violence like in the Middle East or India, but still somehow, people assume that people with no religion are likely to commit atrocities. While I agree with the wrongness of assuming atheists and agnostics are going to go berzerk because of no gods, somehow, I got the uncomfortable feeling the author assumes all religious people, eventually, will commit cruelities to members of other religions (or to those more tolerant than them within the religion). Maybe I am taking too personal. It is hard for me to shake the feeling that if I go ahead with this conversion thing, there will people who will lump me in the hard-liners of the world, and that is not me. It is not me anymore than the Stalinists of the 1930s were them.