tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6519016575112558719.post2165108817416227757..comments2023-05-01T10:43:08.437-04:00Comments on Plastic: I'm scared.Strawberryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04461487819796058248noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6519016575112558719.post-12871227144764882002010-02-08T20:24:59.316-05:002010-02-08T20:24:59.316-05:00When I was young I would always go to church every...When I was young I would always go to church every sunday with my parents. We would go out the gate in my backyard leaving a little crack in the gate and than would travel about 8 meters of trees through the woods. Than there was the house where the priests lived. Me and Alex would skip across the priests driveway and step on all the catepillers that would crawl out from the cracks of the pavement. Sometimes there'd be 10 or 20, and they'd all be dead by the time we got across the driveway.<br />When you wrote about how humans are dumb or intellegent or whatever, I thought of that.<br />I can't help wince everytime it comes to my mind.<br />I know this serves no relevince at all, but I felt like sharing my shame with someone.Nathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03079932229420552292noreply@blogger.com