i ran the comrades

listenin to: news on 5

i really have a case of the friday morning blues-where i want the weekend to be here already. last night i dreamt that i ran and completed the comrades. levs was at the half way line shouting "you've made it half way... go... you're almost there". see, i need to catch up on some sleep. i woke up tired as anything and thought to myself- maybe i had run the comrades. no such luck.

something has been niggling me... the idea by some, that if a person does not subscribe to a particular religious order and those particular ways of being... then that person remains godless, unguided and that the hot end point after death is the only option. it has been sitting... thinking in my mind. i don't want to be made to feel better about this. i'm only calmed by not imposing on others in a similar fashion.

today i like: the weekend is here & finding funny old pics
today i dislike: it is cold again... ack!