another attempt at theology:

[the setting: the living room of Hopkin's House, filled with the joyful buzz and mutter of Honors kids pointedly not doing their work]

Parker: So... if God is omnipotent, why did He take seven whole days to create the world? Why did he not just snap his fingers and *snap* world?

Aaron: He must have been an honors kid with a deadline.

(no subject)

I'm craving sushi very badly just now, which is unfortunate, because it's 3 degrees fahrenheit, and I'm not certain that I would be able to make the walk downtown without my blood freezing somewhere around the bridge across Spokane River.

The sad part is that it is still a very tempting and compelling idea. Maybe I can hold out for the weekend, and take the bus down in luxurious one-dollar comfort, as a kind of pre-finals reward for finals. I shall have to bully someone into going with me, too, since I'm not sure they let just one person walk in and sit down to order sushi. But if it comes to that...


So... I have half of my Philosophy essay done, three-fifths of my colloquium essay, and seven-tenths of my literature essay, all product of slow-but-steady work. I only have two finals for which I need to study, namely literature and economics. I don't need to do any more reading journals for literature, either. Mm, nothing to be stressed about at all.

Dammit, I want to be stressed out about something. How else am I to know that I'm alive?

Ooh, stress. Amazing what you can find if you look for it.