In which boys are stupid

(March 5, 2012) I begin to feel that my email subject lines are like Friends episode titles. "The one with five steaks and an eggplant." "The one with All the haste." "The one with all the kissing." (Yeah, that could legitimately be one of my email subject lines. Well, not for a month or two now, I guess...) And no, I totally didn't just go to Wikipedia to look up the most random and/or entertaining Friends titles I could quickly find. That would be lame.

I have a lot to share. Be excited.

Dang, I'm starting this super late.

Crap.

Yeah, I think a lot of people aren't aware of how religious I am. I wish that were less a conscious decision, but I feel like people tend to stay away from you if they expect judgment regarding their weaknesses or hobbies or lifestyles. Although it would perhaps be better to let my light shine in a different way, I prefer to be someone from whom people don't fear judgment, and therefore I absolutely try not to seem overly hardline on the religion front.
Which is probably kind of a bad thing.
But whatever.
Oo, do tell me why I would not get along with this comp? I feel like this could be entertaining.
[My mother is under the impression that I find a sort of sick satisfaction in clashing with boys when I think I can win. She might be right.]