I just banged out my third paper in two days. (The longest one was 12 pages, the other two were short essay-type papers, so don’t be too impressed. Fertilizer happens!)

In a previous post I referred to wanting to drop-kick someone. I would like to graduate some day, so I won’t get specific. But somewhere, sometime, I think a book on “Establishing a Seminary 101” had this Prime Directive:
“Let’s have all seminarians do exercises in irrelevancy and redundancy and see if we can provoke someone to an attitude that is slightly heretical.”

Forrest Gump said that “Life is like a box of chocolates.” I personally like what Carly from Grinnel had to say over at the College Candy blog: “no matter what happens, do NOT forget to keep handy a never-ending, high-quality supply of dark chocolate.”

That’s it. I need to do an emergency run to buy chocolate. Not for this round of seminarian fertilizer. For the next time. “And that’s all I have to say about that.”

I’d try to be witty or at least somewhat holy. But you came to the wrong blog today if you wanted to read that. So I suggest you go visit one of the wonderful RevGalBlogPals (look to the right and find the RingSurf link set) because that’s where I go when I need to be reminded that this life is, indeed, NOT ABOUT ME.

…but I digress… and it’s time to crash any way.

And if you got this far… thanks for reading!

Deb