First some inertia, then a good joke
Saturday, 14 September 2002 03:01 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
carose59Life Is Not a Cabaret. And Stop Calling Me Chum.*
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Somehow, right now the minutia of my life seems downright microscopic, and writing it down seems ridiculous. What am I going to write about--how it got humid again and I'm running the a/c? How I wore myself out cleaning the hall carpet and I'm still not done? (I do kind of love the new carpet cleaner, which worries me. It's just cool to watch it suck up the dirt.) How I've been baking and eating chocolate chip cookies all weekend and feeling fat and ugly? How I don't want to go back to work Monday?
If it's boring me, I can't imagine anyone else being interested in this shit. Tomorrow I'm just going to have to have a more interesting life, so I'll have something to write about. I'd put a poem here instead, but I can't seem to get the formatting right. In the meantime, a joke that sums up why I may be fallen away, but in my heart I'll always be a good Catholic girl.
St. Peter was standing at his post at the gates of heaven when Jesus came up to him. "Peter, we have a problem. My Father says He's noticed a number of souls up here of people who aren't supposed to be here. He's sent me to talk to you, to find out what's going on. Now, you do understand how the system works, don't you?"
St. Peter looked very serious, and very nervous. "Yes, Lord, of course I do. When someone arrives, I check the list. If they're on it, I let them in. If they aren't, I don't."
Jesus nodded. "Well, if you understand, then what's the problem?" St. Peter didn't say anything, he just sort of looked over Jesus' shoulder, like he'd rather be anywhere else in the world. "Peter?" Jesus prodded gently. "What's the problem?"
Finally, Peter looked Jesus right in the eye. "Lord, I promise you, if the person's name isn't on the list, I haven't been letting them in."
"Then how are they getting up here?"
"Because, Lord, as soon as I turn them away at the front gate, Your mother lets them in through a hole in the back fence!"
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Somehow, right now the minutia of my life seems downright microscopic, and writing it down seems ridiculous. What am I going to write about--how it got humid again and I'm running the a/c? How I wore myself out cleaning the hall carpet and I'm still not done? (I do kind of love the new carpet cleaner, which worries me. It's just cool to watch it suck up the dirt.) How I've been baking and eating chocolate chip cookies all weekend and feeling fat and ugly? How I don't want to go back to work Monday?
If it's boring me, I can't imagine anyone else being interested in this shit. Tomorrow I'm just going to have to have a more interesting life, so I'll have something to write about. I'd put a poem here instead, but I can't seem to get the formatting right. In the meantime, a joke that sums up why I may be fallen away, but in my heart I'll always be a good Catholic girl.
St. Peter was standing at his post at the gates of heaven when Jesus came up to him. "Peter, we have a problem. My Father says He's noticed a number of souls up here of people who aren't supposed to be here. He's sent me to talk to you, to find out what's going on. Now, you do understand how the system works, don't you?"
St. Peter looked very serious, and very nervous. "Yes, Lord, of course I do. When someone arrives, I check the list. If they're on it, I let them in. If they aren't, I don't."
Jesus nodded. "Well, if you understand, then what's the problem?" St. Peter didn't say anything, he just sort of looked over Jesus' shoulder, like he'd rather be anywhere else in the world. "Peter?" Jesus prodded gently. "What's the problem?"
Finally, Peter looked Jesus right in the eye. "Lord, I promise you, if the person's name isn't on the list, I haven't been letting them in."
"Then how are they getting up here?"
"Because, Lord, as soon as I turn them away at the front gate, Your mother lets them in through a hole in the back fence!"
*T-Shirt Slogan