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Some nearby Southern Baptist church simply cannot stand the thought that I live here and don't attend their services. They've sent me tons of flyers and even came to my door the other day. I told them I was Jewish, which seemed a good way to make them leave off without wanting to get in a parting shot about how, as a pagan, I'm going to hell.

Then I felt a little guilty for appropriating my Jewish friends' religion, but I am closer to Jewish than Southern Baptist. Above and beyond the whole thing where I think Jesus was pretty cool and had a really good message but wasn't divine, southern food? Sucks. Jewish food? Awesome. I'm right this minute off to have my vegan matzoh ball soup for lunch. It is the bomb.

I sure wish my cats hadn't peed on Vegan with a Vengeance. I'm just about at my wit's end trying to figure out why they keep peeing on things. And who knows how they managed to pee on this book, when I thought it was fine when I put it away yesterday, and the surface I set it on when I got it out this morning is pee-free, but the book is not. Either they can open the cabinet or they have freaky good aim, neither of which is reassuring. Damn cats. I tell them "You're all going back where you came from!" but I think they know I'm bluffing.