On Sunday Jenna and I trekked down to Deal, which is right on the English Channel and about 8 miles away from the more well-known Dover. Cyndy was kind enough to let us stay at her lovely house, which happens to be right on the ocean. She even stocked her fridge and made up our […]
I like words and I like stringing them together, but I hate the feeling that I get when I do it because mostly it seems very contrived. I examine books and essays and poems and lyrics and novels and magazine articles and recipes and cereal boxes and I sift through every word very deliberately and […]
Yesterday I took Miriam, Rebekah and John down to the bus station at 5 in the morning and got back to my bed around 5:45 and slept till 12:00. I felt very slovenly. Then I got up and sat on the couch and read Brothers K all day. I’ve read about 200 pages of that […]
Gosh darnit. I had this huge entry written out, and my stupid computer shut off. My stupid computer is about to crash. Next blog entry I’ll probably be writing about how my absured computer crashed.
Good Friday was good. Preceptor had an awesome book slam. With just a hymnal. That’s impressive. For a few days it was […]
Jenna and I made our trek to Wales on Monday and got back yesterday. We got to Cardiff Monday afternoon and hung out there for awhile. We went to the Castle, and that was nice. Very Welsh. And then, as we had a couple of hours till our bus left again, we did something we […]
So I feel like a huge jerk-loser. Josh gave me his room key before he left a couple days ago because I’ll be staying in his room and Bekah and John will be staying there while they’re visiting. And what did I do. I lost it. I put it in my back pocket this morning […]
Yesterday was a good day. We had greek, Pericope went well, we sang “My Song is Love Unknown” in Evening Prayer, and we had House Dinner. House Dinner isn’t house meal. We go out for House Dinner. The tutors come too. Families are welcome. People dress nicely. It was a nice time.
We all met up […]
Arif and I went to London yesterday. Here’s a good story: we were getting ready to go out the door, and Tutor Mosemann said he needed to speak with me. And then he walked over and handed me 20 pounds and said it was a gift for our trip. I was pretty bewildered, but also […]
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So the seminarians who went to CUAA like to tell a little story about their first day in Greek class. The professor said “gentlemen, for the next [x amount of time] Greek is your girlfriend.” When I first heard this story, I rolled my eyes and said “lame.” That level of devotion must be completely […]