Wednesday, March 10, 2004

J. C.'s hitting the teenage heart throb scene

Can't believe it took this long...An excerpt from a short piece in this week's New Yorker by Paul Rudnick.

(diary entry October 21)

Everyone says that he’s just totally good and devoted to all humanity and that he was sent to save us and that’s why he doesn’t have time for a girlfriend, although I swear I saw Mary Magdalene doodling in the sand with a stick, writing “Mrs. Jesus Christ” and “Merry Xmas from Mary and Jesus Christ and All the Apostles,” with little holly leaves all around it. And I’m like, Mary, are you dating Jesus? and she says, no, he’s just helping me, and I’m like, you mean with math? and she’s like, no, to not be such a whore. And I said, but that is so incredibly sweet, and we both screamed and talked about whether we like him better when he’s healing the lame or with a ponytail.


For the full effect, Debbie's Diary offers a passionate view of its own.

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