ACT XXI

Writing tired with little result.

I meant to write more than this. I hoped this would be a daily practice, but I knew it really wouldn't be. I have actually had a lot to write about, so it's not that my life has had nothing interesting to post, nor have I been too busy to write (I'm finally managing my time!); it's because my internet is stubborn. It works just fine when I'm looking at shoes or reading internet news, but when I really need it for something for school, it's gone. Well, it's not really gone. It's somewhere between the cable coming in from the street and my wireless card picking it up. Reason #342 for Cody to come back home: my computer isn't working. (I miss him.)

Freshman year is quickly coming to a close, and I find myself completely emotionless. I don't think I've been emotionless about anything before, but I think it's because as of next Friday, I will be doing the 9-3 conga line trying to get a little more in the bank. I really love working, don't get me wrong, but summer used to be a lot more exciting when I could get up every day around 8:30 and go out in the backyard to enjoy the morning in the sun and spend the rest of the day however I wanted. I could spend the whole day absorbed in a Shakespeare or Dickens or whatever my mood called for, or I could spend it at the park playing baseball or down in San Diego. Now I'll spend six hours a day... Whoops, I almost started complaining about work. I'm not going to get dooced.

I think a big reason why I'm not more excited for summer is because Cody will still be gone for three weeks. I'm not devastated because I know I'd be upset for a couple weeks and then it wouldn't matter anymore, so there's no reason to cry over something like this. I'll miss him like crazy, but maybe he'll bring me a present. If he gets to spend three weeks in Europe with Drs. Reynolds and Moreland, then I get a miniature figurine of the Queen or something. What kind of tourist crap do they sell in England?

I haven't seen him for two weeks already, and I won't see him until next Sunday, then maybe a couple days that week, then he's on a plane Saturday morning. I hope he has a great time. I heard that the British love tomatoes and Cody hates tomatoes. I have to stay home for three weeks while he's in England; he can eat the stupid tomatoes.

I keep forgetting that I'm going to Europe, too. I'm actually more excited about my trip than the one he's going on. Sure, I'd love to spend three weeks in a foreign town, but at this point I'd like to see as much as I can and come back later. London, Paris, Versailles, Florence, Pisa, and Rome in ten days. I will have lots of pictures.

Cody told me about Middle Knowledge yesterday. It's the theory that before God created the world, He thought of all possible worlds and created the best one. That's what I've been thinking about. I'll write more when I've thought more. This was a pretty pointless paragraph. That was an alliteration.

I had so much fun tonight. Megan, Chris, Lance, and I went over to Adam's and we watched movies and hung out for a while. I love it when everyone is back in town! We drove over to Thomas's house to be the welcoming committee (he got in today), and then his dad yelled at him because we were being loud, especially Adam. I hope we didn't get him into trouble.

I had always been taught that the Council of Nicea was where the Bible was compiled, but I found this today. The Muratorian Fragment was an earlier compilation with all but four of the books in the New Testament. That's something else I'm reading about.

Alright, time for bed. I have to meet Chris and Megan over at church so I can get my cell phone back. It feel out of my pocket when we were being thrown around the back of the car ("This kind of conversation is unbecoming of a Lexus") which is an awful reason to be going to church, but Emmanuel Faith has fallen out of favor with me lately, but I haven't found another church that I like more, so I've been doing church at home.

Goodnight, dear reader.

posted by Jess @ 12:59 AM