quenten

I'm back. I got back from LA at 8 o'clock this morning, then I slept till about three. LA was nice but polluted and very consumeristic. I could see if I moved there it would be very tempting to fall into that lifestyle. They package it all so appealingly.

We stayed with my friend Maegan and went around for awhile with young folks in "the industry." We went to a young Hollywood party and I told everyone I was Madonna's nanny. Maegan was a wonderful host and treated us for a lot. After that, we saw my friend George for a few hours before flying home.

I bought a pair of jeans, some expensive makeup, food, and drinks, and am really not out as much money as I feared. I liked it and had a great time, but I don't think I could live there, and I definitely don't think I could be "in the business."

While we were in LA, I thought, God, when I'm here, I can't believe that home exists. When I'm home, I can't believe LA exists. After we slept, my brother made us eggs and told me about quantum mechanics. I've been thinking about it since.

How do you reconcile science and religion, or do you? Sometimes I believe them both, sometimes I think I believe one or the other. Sometimes I'm not sure if I believe anything.