So woke up around 8.30 so I slept some 8.5 hours. More or less. Watched Terminator 2 last night. Naturally it did not have the effect on me like the last time I watched it.
Ate sandwiches, chocolate pastries and potatoes. Mood: -2. Felt like really depressed this morning.
So after I finished reading Harry Potter for the day I yet again played Shaiya for like two hours. I have a love-hate relationship with this game. I am yet again obsessed with playing it. But thatš not the only thing that is upsetting me. For this entire week victor has not been here and I that should please me but I kind of regret it. It just feels like something's missing here without him and I really don't like that I feel that way. I should like that he's not here but instead it just feels empty.
Also tomorrow is Lindsay's final court date. I can't believe but it seems she will finish her community service without any hiccups, even that thing with the manager she supposedly hurt is not going to affect it. So yeah - colour me shocked and purple because last year I said that no way was she gonna go through it and not screw up (but I guess the latest incident does count as a screw up if it's true). But then again this being Linnocent I doubt she can go through the 2 1/2 years of informal probation and not screw up unless she finally gains self-awareness. Because now she's trying to make the current situation be like this comeback and that's she's all better now but clearly no one's buying it and time will tell where the truth lies.
So today she came home with victor. Can't say that I'm thrilled despite what I said earlier. I just don't know. Anyway today she went again to that Russian Orthodox church like that one time before. She bought a candle and a bottle of holy water. It says so right there on it. I must say that I'm pleased with it and that she didn't just say she'd like to go more often even though she didn't mean it. Hopefully this will have good results.
When I asked her about the church she didn't even know what it was called. After googling the churches on Brivibas street it turned out it was called Saint Alexander Nevsky Church. Anyway she bought a small yellow candle and the bottle of holy water that I mentioned earlier. Then she went about the house with the candle lit and crossed every corner and he sprayed a bit of the water in every room. I'm not exactly thrilled about the event because to be honest they're both not the believing type (at least at this point I'm not sure what her beliefs are) so doing this is just, I don't crass maybe. I just don't know what the right word would be for that. I feel that to do something like this should be an expression of faith. I didn't say anything about it to her but I feel I should express my point to her, a bit more delicately than here because I wouldn't want her new-found interest in religion to suffer.
Also something else that I didn't mention before - this morning when I got up I had a sudden, how to say this, thought I guess about salvation or more precisely how does one know that one is saved. I read a bit of John's Gospel on the theme, should read more tomorrow.
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