I went iPod shopping with Andy and Craig last night. We were running late so Andy couldn’t drop me off before church so I went along for the ride. It just reaffirmed my non-getting of the whole religion thing. I mean, if you get something out of it I’m not mocking it or anything, but all that repetition and chanting screams of “say this enough times and you’ll believe it.” Beautiful church though. I was hoping they’d be more cute daddy-types like the last time, but there were no other men there. Granted, there was only like, 4 other people there besides myself, Andy and the priest. Ah well, I mean.. church probably isn’t the best place to cruise anyway. At least, not in Metairie.