Finished my Herule Poirot.

I am beginning to miss my free time. There was before Franco gave me the gallery-composing work, and there is after.

This past week I have been working non-stop, it feels like, since mid Saturday, and tonight was my first night off.

I took a bus to California Street to find a theatre there. There was a movie I wanted to watch. I told Jen and Dayni about it, the Deliver Us From Evil movie.

In the bus I read part of a Rich Dad book. All the shakiness on the bus gave me a headache.

Then I went to the Crepe place on Polk and had a great meal, and delved into the book more. I really learned a lot from it. Makes me think.

I thought: I miss my free time. Also I did a lot of mental calculations and estimates. I know I could quit one of my jobs and be okay, but I don't want to have any debt hanging over me any longer. It was great to pay off everything before summer, but then I bought a computer and now the investment course. I don't regret either of these purchases at all, nor the timing of it, because the computer I consider a necessity and the investment course was offered at a discount when I bought it, and I already feel it is worth it. Anyway, in conclusion, what I am saying... I'm fine with all the working I am doing even though I'm not crazy about it being my whole life right now.

After dinner I saw the documentary, which is about a pedophile in the priesthood. The movie is well done and I would recommend it to anyone. Besides being very moving, Amy Berg, the director, truly gave the victims a voice and turned them into survivors, as it says on her website. It is because of the silence of the victims and the covering up of the Church that abuse has been able to go on for so long. It disgusts me that the Church *still* refuses to be completely open with investigators and the police about the abuse, and all the covering up and evasion of justice from all ranks of the Church up through the Pope, whom Bush has protected from any prosecution, is a second abuse to the victims.

It made me sad to see that movie. I cried walking back. One of the fathers of a woman who had been raped as a child has lost his faith in God. I think what he meant was, he lost his faith in people, in the goodness of what is supposed to be good. I feel very much for him because you could see how much pain he was still going through, how horrible this has been for all of them. I guess this is also why I've felt for so long, I do not have faith in the dogma of the Church. I feel like I have faith in goodness and love and forgiveness, but I don't think blind faith is wise. There was a Canon Lawyer who was a Priest and working with the victims to bring justice to the Church. It is bizarre to me that this Lawyer would have to work *outside* of his own Church, I mean, the Church just will not work with him but constantly is covering up, evading, and ultimately protecting the pedophiles instead of the children. He has even lost two positions he's held in the Church because of his work to bring the pedophile problem out in the open. It is too bad there are not more people like him in the world.

I know there are reviews that the movie is biased. I would say, go see the movie and judge for yourself. I don't think it is biased. It is fact-based. Pedophiles have been safe inside the Church for a long time, and I admire Amy Berg for her part in doing something about it.

As you can tell the movie inspired me. On the way back home what with reading a book about making your dreams come true and watching a worthy movie, I had much to think about.