Catholicism & their fanatics are the reason I question religion, God, & everything that falls in between. Specifically my mother. I mean really, where does she get off bitching about my parenting skills? I know that I'm not that great of a mom, but that my son has & will have "no goals" because I don't teach him to pray? Please. So over it.
I kept thinking about enrolling my son in a religious private school but every time my mom does something like that, I change my mind. I want him to have his own choices and questions & not be brainwashed or ostracized for having questions. I don't know enough of any religion to teach him much...& I was confirmed a Catholic. Hah! What a joke, alls I did in that confirmation class was get in trouble for talking to my best friend all the time.
I adopted Rock'n'Roll as my religion dammit. What happens when you lose it though?? Hmmm...
So anyways...my neck/shoulder/arm/back still hurt. 4 chiropractic visits later. WTF?! I think I need to just save the $30/visit & save up for a massage. I'm in pain. I don't think this guy understands. Maybe I'll go to a normal dr this week...& get some fucking vicodin!!!
Ugh, cranky...time for bed. Early tonight, when I don't have to be to work early...go figure!