The only man that rivals Justin

Oh, those Happy little Trees.

I Think I left My Dignity Over In the Corner Somewhere

You know you're in bad shape when you start thinking of ways to use what you learn in class against your professor. Namely, the nature of the Triune God- the three Persons live in an intimate communion. Man, being created in the image of God, experiences this same orientation toward community. It is therefore our obligation to ensure that this facet of the human personal life is nurtured, and should inform the professors that any homework assignments which interfere with the social life necessary to encourage community are superfluous and in fact improper to the dignity and calling of the human person.

You think that's bad, you should hear about my ideas for my other paper topics. (Anthropology- The salvific nature of human suffering; Sacraments- the development of Catholic teaching on marriage, or the complimentarity of the sexes. I think the complimentarity thing is more of a thesis than anything else, though....)

Anyway, I've come to the recent conclusion that I've got more of the fight of the Fight Or Flight syndrome in me than otherwise. Why, do you ask? Because while I can let things slide all the time, deeming them not worth the effort, the second the shit hits the fan, I'm out there trying to figure out which wire to cut in the fan. Weird analogy, I know- but hey, it's first thing in the morning here. It's not like I'm more productive in class this time of day.

By the way, Emily- hope you have a great day too!

Four Eyes: Elitism: Open Season

So, as I sit next to Corwin in the computer lab, smelling like something similar to a wet dog, it occurs to be that I have not updated in ... a while. And far be it from me to ignore the creative and dramatic outcries of my devoted fans, purely to appease my own desire to veg in front of my Mac playing Super Mario World.

By the way, in keeping with Super Mario, this is a great song.

This is turning out to be (as Corwin would say) the Spring Break... OF DOOM!!!! Promptly on Monday night, my Lymph glands decided to inflate like balloons and my sinuses tried to suffocate me while I slept. I haven't even been able to wear my contacts without my eyeballs trying to secede from the union. I'm not trying to point fingers or anything, but given the flu-like symptoms demonstrated by my nephews, and the general propensity of children not to wash their hands, you can tell where my suspicions lay. As breaks go, this one is somewhat non-existent. I've got a paper due the first day after break, I haven't had time to do my reading for classes yet, and I've got 6 other papers due within the 6 weeks left of school. Yippee.

On that note, I've also figured out the essence that is Ave: Academic Elitism combined with Kindergarten Snack Time. The bizarre paradigm created by Father Roy and Suzanne Abdala, which in other circles might cancel each other out, join forces to mutate into a strange and mystical monster. Probably something like a minotaur. Or a goatface.

Later today (actually, in like a ten minutes) the fiance and I will be heading over to my parent's to do our taxes. Tax Season, for those of you not yet familiar with it, is that wonderful time of year in early Spring when our accountants and IRS agents hunt down the working masses and use them as target practice. Weeee!