
Did you look at the itinerary? I stapled it to the inside of your jacket.

2009 was not my best. Far from it. I’m ready for a new year. Here’s to hope.
Regarding our mental health in this final push to finish our theses:









And you know what doesn’t help? Seeing our friends lead normal lives. We all loathe you, Scott.

I’m in the middle of working on my final thesis for grad school, feeling fairly confident of my knowledge of the subject matter and my assertions thus far. Then tonight I come across a chapter in my primary text, of which I highly respect the author and his theologies, and then he goes and writes a lengthy section on how the jumps I want to make shouldn’t be made. My main theologian says I can’t say what I want to say.
I’m going to do it anyway, not for the sake of disagreeing, but because I believe it. Boom.
Plus, what fun is it to simply write a paper which is only a review of a book that says I believe everything he or she said?
Lame. Here’s to going against the flow!