Since the last blog, I gave up my armed shifts. I have to prove my compliance with the courts, which now includes a cut in pay. Granted, not all my shifts are armed, it's still a cut.
I went out Thurs nite, a first for this year. It was a little crazy, I don't think I was the only one who felt like an oldy. Next time I might suggest a game night, to accomodate the early-wakers. Man, do I sound lame.
It's 6:30 in the morning. Friday's are so long. I got to help someone out today, I like to help.
I loathe foreseen stress. Some things could be so much easier without the interference of self-righteousness.
I wondered about a view of religion during this shift. The idea that religion is a crutch, a tool for those with weak minds. I believe this can be true. I believe faith can be a source of strength, but weak or strong minded, everyone finds support and strength in outside sources. Saying that someone who has faith is weakminded, is an opposition to 'strength in belief'. If something enables strength of mind, then does it matter what the cause or more so the outcome? The passion of anti-religious folk intrigues me. The Church of Anti-Faith.
I should maybe try and get more followers for my blog if I'm gonna keep this thing up. This is good diary-style therapy and all, but now that the assignment is over...