Hammerfall:

Hopefully the images of a hulking Barbarian wielding a massive warhammer and striking his foes pops into your head. The reason I hope that you experience these vivid images is because that is what I did today. I, the hammer equipped warrior, delivered the final, crushing blow to my term work. The limping mass of evil waits for my triumphant scream and to drive the hammer in one last time as I read and write my last collateral report for the year.

Sorry people for the graphic imagery, but I'm a little stoked.

SO here I am, chillin at the Green's house again and I am getting stuffed with some very wonderful cooking. I'm enjoying the fellowship and such, but mostly just being off campus. Mind you, I love BBC, but honestly, we all get a case of cabin fever and if you don't get out, you go nuts...Needless to say, I'm so glad for the escape.

I am also writing to say, my faithful Bloggians, that I may not be blogging that often this weekend. We'll see what happens. ANyways, much love and have a happy Jesus-kick-Satan-in-the-teeth day!

Demands, Demands, Demands:

Have you ever thought about it when someone asks you for something? Does the question ever pop into your mind, "when is the last time I held a civil conversation with" the person in question? Being employed in the library, I have stopped asking that question. Over half of the people that are patrons of the Roger's Memorial Library are unknown to me. It isn't that I don't know who they are, it's just that I never talk to over half of them. I don't know whether that is a sad thing or not.

I have noticed that the desires for certain library materials makes students lose any grasp they might have had on tact. I know that I have mentioned before that this job involves dealing with many demanding people, but none like tonight.

I'm sure that it doesn't help that my sarcasm and negative attitude are at an all time low (If you could not tell that this comment is dripping with the aforementioned sarcasm... please bend over so I can kick you in the ..... teeth.) I don't know what it is. I suppose the fact that I?m working an extended shift doesn?t help. I'm not sure who it was that decided that we should extend our evening hours for those who are working on the mighty exegesis project. Why didn?t they do that for us?

So here I am at the library, with the Dashboard Confessional lyrics: "I wish that I was anywhere, with anyone..." , but certainly not here. Library work is not bad. I'm not complaining about the job, I'm complaining about the people. Their procrastination bothers me because it means that I have to give up my energy and find some resource of patience to attempt to meet the individual request.

Because of the current outlook and attitude, I find it only fitting to quote Peter Gibben from Office Space: "'So I was sitting in my cubical today and I realized ever since I started working... um ... every single day has been worse than the day before it. So that means that every single day that you see me, that's on the worst day of my life.' - 'Does that mean today, Peter, is the worst day of your life?' - 'Yeah.'"

Weekend Warrior:

So this weekend has been full of the twists and turns of semi-adulthood life. I don't know if you could call it a weekend because I did so much! Friday night I went over the Matt's house and after watching one of the dumbest/cheesiest movies ever made. Basically, a rapper wanted to try his hand at Hollyweird and made a ridiculously stupid, shallow-plotted waste of 1 and a half - 2 hours on my breathing existence.

The evening wasn't a waste though. You see, Thursday night I was hit with this terrible urge... and urge to bake! I know that sounds utterly weird, but if you look at who is writing, you get the idea. I don't know if you could legitimately call it "baking" because I used these "just add water/milk" mixes that Mom sent me up here with. Sara Miller pointed out that it is mixing, not baking. A technicality. I used what I had and though it wasn't taking your own creative liberty with recipes, it satisfied the urge.

The evening did not end until 5:30, Saturday morning with a glorious crescendo of finished Acts study guides. 20 pages and about 6000 words later, I am done. I will happily hand it in tomorrow, though the actual due date isn't until Wednesday! HA! The day is mine!

The only problem with this is that it messed up my sleeping habits and so now I am amazingly tired. I ended up sleeping through church, which was not a happy thing. Also, because of my inability to concentrate, I feel like I let a friend down when they needed to talk. I was too fried to give them a thoughtful response. Guess we all let each other down now and then.

Well the weekend is almost over and I am about the enter my last full week of classes. I am so amazingly excited about being done... that means that I am closer to India as the days continue on. 23 days left.....