I had a bad night the other night. I am not one to let things get to me; I’ve grown a pretty tough skin over the years. I guess some of my readers out there don’t approve of me, and in fact you might say hate me. I get hate email, like most bloggers out there, and I do pretty well at brushing it off. But the other day I received about 200 emails (no joke! Ok that was a joke, I got 167 emails)
And they weren’t my usual type of ‘hate’. These were mean, and direct hits on how I carry myself, how I’m basically a slut, whore, bitch, think of it they said it: Not my usual ‘hate’ email. I get most of my usual ’hate’ emails from who I tend to call my “Christian Fundamentalist followers”. They send me bible passages and want to save me from my naughty naughty ways.
I’ve haven’t responded to any of my “saviors”, and to them I mostly would just say thank you for visiting and for caring about me (even if I am a heathen) and wanting to make sure I don’t burn in a fiery hell. But this catholic schoolgirl has her own ideas on why she might be burning in hell.
Straight up the only reason I might be going to Hell is:
I was five years old, and I stole a big super fluffy pink pipe cleaner from the craft store! ( I hid it in a box under the bathroom sink)
When my mom confronted me I out right denied taking it, then crumbled into a ball and threw it in the toilet!
My parents made me go to confession, and I’m pretty sure the only thing I confessed to was to hating my parents!
So when you take out my exploits, you take out my filthy mouth, that squirrel I hit with my car, and my love for beef or pork (depending on your god)
I’ll see you in hell…. I hope they have a craft room!