The last couple of days I have been preoccupied with trying to find a place to live. I started looking this week and I did actually find a room in Lund, a city about 120 km south of Halmstad where the regiment is, which s eemed nice. It was large and seemed pretty and was spot on central with even a balcony of my own.
However, once I was offered it I started having doubts.I would be sharing the apartment with a blonde girl studying law and hung out with people from Gothenburg and Malm Student Nations, which, according to my completely unfounded prejudices, means tall men with back slick hairstyles, wool coats and discretely striped scarves and bleached haired girls with pashmina shawls having Yellow Widow Champage on their moving in parties. After all, I really wanted my own place, after all the (horrible) sharing I have been through. Maybe I even wanted a room in Stockholm instead?
I have always liked the Swedish capital, and ever since J and I broke up I have longed to get back there and - at least in theory - give it another shot. I have friends in Stockholm and even more in Uppsala and Gvle, two cities not far from there. Maybe I should live there instead. I can always go back to Lund.
The major problem with Stockholm is the distance. It is a ridiculous 500 km away from Halmstad, counting the fastest route, and the bus takes between eight to twelve hours.
Just to clear my head and get a decent perspective to the apartment I decided to send Jessica off to look at the room. After she had been there I could probably pull something decent out of her to help me make up my mind.
When I got home from work I had gotten an email.
Hello!
I have checked out the apartment now. It was incredible, and she seemed really nice. You will probably have to live without the pull up bar, but if you on the other hand will let that get in the way for this apartment I swear I will take the first flight over to Ireland and strangle you with my own bare hands!!
I'll talk to you after work.
//Jessie"
Jeez. I really wish she could speak her mind more clearly.
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I look at it like this:
Atheist - I don't think there's a God, because I see no reason to think that there is one. To put a number on it, I am 99% certain that there is no God.
Agnostic - I don't know if there's a God or not. The lack of evidence for or against a God make the propositions "There is a God" and "There is no God" equally probable. To put a number on it, I believe that there is a 50% chance God exists and a 50% chance it doesn't.
Or, to be more specific, the agnostic doesn't believe we can draw any conclusions from our observations regarding the God question so far. The atheist thinks we've observed enough to safely assume that God doesn't exist.
I can't think of a single individual who, given legitimate, actual proof of the existence of God, would still choose to deny God's existence. I might still think he's an asshole, if we're talking about the God of the Bible, and I'd have a lot of questions, but I would indeed say, "Okay, I guess you do exist."
Atheism is a scientific conclusion and, like all scientific conclusions, changes with contradictory evidence.
I guess now I will have to be vague if I comment so that my letter might have some gravitas. Woohoo first time I used that word ever, nice.