this must be the place

I have the strangest urge to go into a church. (Not *to* church. Not dress up and get up buttcrack early and attend an impossibly long and boring Mass. No thankee) Just to walk *into* a church. And like...walk around, I don't know. Light a candle. Technically I am not supposed to have Confession, as I was never Confirmed, but my mother swears I did it once anyway, and that they aren't that strict now. I think I just wanna see it, the inside I mean. The last time I was in an actual church, I was touring a Spanish cathedral in Toledo when I was about 17. And Spanish cathedrals, let me tell you, are boring and oppressive and just feel heavy. (Can't imagine why, Spanish Catholicism has always been so tolerant and free-spirited...) And before that...I can't even remember the last time I was in a space designated as 'holy ground'. Not even a chapel or some lame-ass Protestant church.

I would probably get the church giggles anyway. I always did. Though a friend who's the Jewiest of Jews has been amused at my idea of taking her in with me and bringing her along to sip some blood and wine. (Sacrilege!)


P.S. Q)How many people from the San Francisco Bay Area does it take to change a lightbulb?

A) --Hella--