I'm cleaning out my room in my parents' home. I'm giving a lot of stuff away, but I'm throwing a lot of stuff away, too. When I do deep-cleans like this, I realize that I have some tendencies pack rats have, and I like to squirrel things away in random corners.

I've accumulated a lot of religiously-themed bits of paper, pictures, writings, pamphlets, and bookmarks. Every time I recycle a bookmark with Jesus' face on it, I feel as if I'm committing some act of high sacrilege and sealing my fate in some form of fiery furnace.

But, Jesus-faced bookmark, if I haven't used you in the past 10 years, do you honestly think I'm going to start using you now? I'm recycling the piece of paper, not the religious idea/belief...

Yes, there is an image of the bookmark on teh interwebs.

And yes, I still feel guilty. 

Excuse me, now I must go and take out the recycling.