Nell’s Rants

So the question is was Mary Magdalene the original Fag Hag?? Did she hang around with the Aspostles because they kept a tidy home ala Queer Eye??

Yes, I know - burn in hell… Oh get over it.

http://www.mond.at/opus.dei/

On Friday night My best boy and I had a lovely night out at a local fish cafe. It was really nice to do something different for a change - we are usually quite careful with our money. Afterwards we went to the flicks and saw the new film “The Da Vinci Code”. I must admit I tried to read the book but couldn’t get into it in the limited time I had the book out on loan from our library (short term loan). But because the film had Audrey Tautou and Jean Reno I simply had to see it. I’m not big on Tom Hanks btw.

So I won’t be giving much away - lots of people have read the book and I’ve had mixed reviews about it - but I loved the parts about the Opus Dei and Silas the assassin. I got all excited every time he punished himself. That’s what xian religion should be all about - feel the pain of your saviour - Cool!

Of course you all know I’m an Atheist POS (piece of shit) and am damned proud of it - so go ahead and do your voodoo hexs on me and see if I care. Hey check out the Opus Dei site I’ve listed above. They’re totally misogynist bastards and I just can’t really understand why anyone would want to join up with them. What woman would submit to a sect that says“ You should be like a carpet where people can step onto”??

Public Archaeology online assessment no. 2 is complete. I don’t have my result yet - it’ll probably be up when the date is past - Monday.

B I L Dave has left a message and I hope I haven’t deleted it. I’m not such a good moderator. Hi David - how’s the UK??? Love all esp. Lindsay.

Back to the grind tomorrow - I’ve put in for a job at the Senate for 8 months but don’t know if I’ll get a look in. Must dust off my business suits and paste on the government issued smile (grimace). Change of scenery and all that jazz.

Hasta luego - H

Another Friday - always another Friday. I’d better be careful or I might go all philosophical in my rant. Yesterday sucked most heinously. When I woke up my foot was so cramped that I couldn’t walk. Charming. I managed to hop around the house and called work to say I couldn’t come in. The joys of Rheumatoid Arthritis. Fabu-fuckin-tacular!

Why couldn’t I have inherited a house in Tuscany instead? That’s the misery of having grown up in a lower socio-economic group of a dirt poor family. Maybe it’s wrong to say my family was poor - when my old dad left for Nirvana he was worth about 800 thousand smackers. Mind you he was the cheapest son of a … you’d ever meet. Always moaning about rainy days but when it rained on him is was too late - his saved money didn’t help.

And I inherited his nasty genes. I’m carrying haemochromatosis and have full blown RA. Well, I have to look on the bright side - at least I didn’t inherit my mother’s insanity - left that for my erstwhile brothers. They’re such arseholes, I begged my dad to tell me I was adopted. He simply laughed at me.

So today the foot isn’t so bad, I’ve managed to walk on it and hobbled around Parliament like the living dead. Now my hands feel like some bastard in combat boots has stomped on them. With special attention to my pinkies. Pain sucks. I’ll have to munch some coedine before I go to bed.

Q has finished his graveyard shifts for a few days and I get to sleep with him tonight - for the whole night. He’s just so beautiful it’s painful. I now know why so many songs and poems have been writted about the agony of love - and of course the ecstasy as well.

My good friends L & D have their baby E - now 6 months old. They sent me a pic and I’ve printed if off and stuck it on the wall near my desk. He’s just the cutest little booger you could imagine. I could almost hear my hormones crying out in anquish at having missed out on the joys of procreation - mind you most women I know my age tell me just how bloody lucky I am to not have the responsibility. I think I’ll stick to my two cats for now.

Q wants to buy a puppy and even that has me a little worried. My only real experience of dogs is the snarling variety.