guy came into the library today looking for the religion section, and when i pointed him toward the 200s he first had to stop and show us his dog (and a painting his daughter did of his dog, which was really quite good) because the dog, he said, had a perfect image of the 'cross of christ' on her chest and 'the holy spirit at her neck'. these were blotches. like that dog did not even halfway look like she had a cross on her chest she had a blotch . black lab with white blotches . cute as all get-out and apparently a very good dog, but there was not one single religious icon to be found and i had for a second there the kind of searing autism moment that got me in trouble in grade school because i simply couldn't let other people's enthusiasm about obvious inaccuracies go to the point of yelling arguments with classmates and teachers. like it is was simply blatantly incorrect that this dog had a cross on it and i had to turn away from the conversation for a second so i wouldn't say that to him to his face. but later driving home i had the thought that this man, this deeply religious fellow, maybe he didn't know that his dog didn't have a cross on it, maybe he looks for religious things everywhere so he sees them, he was so enthusiastic and so intense that he clearly believed what he was saying despite it being such a stretch - but maybe that (and this was the really revolutionary thought for me) maybe that was how he showed his love for this dog. that she is such a good and loveable dog that he gives her the greatest compliment he can think of, which is that she has been blessed by god to carry the signs of the faith that is so important to this man. and while i am absolutely certain that the man and i could not have a full conversation about, like, any topic without getting Into It in a bad way, i'm charmed now by the fact that he looked at his cute blotchy dog and said oh my god that's the crucifix. jesus is on my dog because she's so phenomenal. god wants to tell me how great this dog is. like there's no cross there. it's just a blotch. but i bet the dog really is that good
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Lied. I have more to say about Talk To Me. Because i really adore how Haley isn't... that bad. Are they a jerk? sure, yeah, big time, that little slap they did on Jade made me want to beat his ass up, but they still don't mean harm, really. He's just a teen, like all the others. All these teens are shown in that ambiguous sense, where they do evil things but aren't really evil. I really enjoy that.
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that scene where izzy calls lucius a bitch always catches me so off guard and pisses me off so much
like of all the things izzy does that’s one that genuinely makes my skin crawl
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being in this criminal justice class is fun because i like it but i often times really have to control myself because i fell into this formed friend group because my actual friend in that class is very sweet so she makes friends with everyone and i want to make things smooth i dont want to make things awkward, but its very hard to control my temper when i have to discuss why inmates deserve to be rightfully and fully compensated for the work they do in prison, with white people. the way i had to state "Well we dont want slavery here right"
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i never rrally got babygirl characters or poor little meow meows but ohhh lord. watching supernatual from the begining for the first time and castiel? i understand. thats a fuckjng babygirl right there. that man is such a poor fucking meow meow
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