Grrr

I really am all for religious expression. Seriously. Do whatever it is you do to feel closer to whatever higher power you feel guides you.

There are only minor caveats to this theory. #1 - Don't expect me to join in the fun (ie. Don't knock on my door or hand me pamphlets on the subway.) #2 - Don't infringe upon my personal space with your religiosity (ie. Don't come sit down next to me on the subway and preach loudly despite the very clear do-no-disturb sign of my iPod headphones, do not shove the afore-mentioned pamphlets into my chest... I don't dig on Jews for Jesus or Jehovah's Witnesses so back the hell off.).

#2 refers to personal space. Personal space, in my estimation, includes my eardrums. So, if you are being loudly religious/possessed/moved by the almighty... chances are you gonna piss mama off. Like today, for example. Today I'm not feeling so hot. Tummy feeling icky (I swear since the endoscopy I've been a gas factory even when I haven't eaten anything, ugh.), head's aching, general malaise stemming from stress in addition to physical symptoms. That said, I'm trying to take it easy. Real easy. Like nap or lay around all afternoon.

It's hard to do that when people are out on my street chanting, playing tambourines, screaming, singing, walking around with chickens in their grasp (uh huh), and basically being so loud that I can distinctly hear them with my bedroom door closed and my air conditioner on. My room is at the very back of the house. Those people are freaking loud. And no, this is not just some cultural difference. West Indian people being loud annoy me just as much as American people being loud. Loud by any other name sound as noisy. Ask Willy Shakes, he'll tell you.

Here's a hint, people on my street - whatever god you pray to doesn't want you to piss Melissa off. It's not part of "his plan". Trust me on this one.