what a fantastic day. it’s gotta be at least 70 degrees. after a good class, a good lunch, and a good meeting with my philosophy advisor, i went to the oval, took off my shirt, and laid in the sun for an hour and a half. i listened to good music and did some productive reading while the sun reddened my skin. the soft breeze kept things cool enough, and score after gaggle of girls walked by again and again lusting after my body. ...
a long night of crying on the phone. but i still have a girlfriend. and that’s worth it. on spin: song b | pedro the lion
sílnova man stavéma, ecárada los ecsedímu merónema. telyeími óret this is what i am yelling in my head, though you can’t hear it and don’t know what it means. it is because i need jesus (who does know what it means). and the magnitude of that need never ceases to amaze me. as jaded and blasé as i am–as disinterested and bored as i could ever become, i will never be able to get over that. and how much greater than the need is the fulfilling? infinitely so. therefore i pray–shock me with infinity, god. ...
i read something that bugged the heck out of me. it was one of those pop-culture cynic-critic people, and he said, paraphrased, “blogs that just recount daily events are soooo lame”. basically, since there is nothing unique about these blogs, nothing interesting, exciting, insightful, witty, thought-provoking, intelligent, artistic, well-said, or well-turned in them, they are worthless. lame. i guess it could bug me for two reasons: 1. there is something wrong-headed about that mindset ...
man, these days are flying by. and since when have i wrote in my blog in the morning? the days are evil, i tell you. yesterday was a standard day–logic, greek, lunch, work, guitar, dinner, logic, sleep. i went over to storey after dinner to work on the logic problem set with achyut and matt…we worked on it for 3 hours or so and got almost halfway done with part 1. i guess we’re doing the rest tonight, and i have to try part 2 tomorrow afternoon. i hope i get it done this time. ...
i didn’t really do anything interesting last night, except talk to emily a while on the phone. and i went to bed early. so now i’m awake early–i got up at 6:45am. isn’t that insane? i ate breakfast in the dining hall for the first time in a long time. and i studied for my greek quiz, which is in an hour or so. i have a logic problem set to do today. suck. go away school. ...
i decided to procrastinate, so here are some of the better pictures i took in england (in order of occurrence): heathrow int’l airport - standing around warwick castle - view of the castle from the front the back gate of the castle from the inside emily and i standing on a tower emily and i in front of the castle bob the american tourist oxford - view of an oxford college landscape looking the other direction emily in red telephone booth at night london - emily in trafalgar square ...
but i suppose some of you were wondering what i did in england. here’s the story: first, dan drove me to the airport last wednesday morning. i checked in, then hung around the terminal listening to over the rhine. my parents arrived from orlando (via dallas), and i met them at their gate. (they flew from orlando to san jose to pick up a buttload of extra mileage). we then went to board our flight to st. louis. of course, it was delayed, and then cancelled. this was no good, because david and rachel were flying from orlando to st. louis, and emily was flying from indianapolis to st. louis. we were all going to meet there and fly to london on the same plane. but, our flight to st. louis being cancelled, there was no way we would all be able to get out of the country until the next day. thinking it important to a) leave that day, and b) fly all together on the same flight, we had to be a little creative. ...
three things are contributing to the huge hole in my heart right now: 1. coming back to real life from an international trip, having travelled 22 hours to do so. 2. having emily torn from me again. i hate distance. 3. thinking that i will have to wake up at 8 tomorrow to do the homework that i was unable to finish on the trip i’m sort of in the mood where i would cry if i could but my heart is a little too dulled from loneliness of travel too feel like anything other than a solid lump. i’m sort of in the mood where i want to write music, but i know any attempts at lyrics would be sacrilege. the inexpressibility of feelings is a copout, i know, but there are some things that i need to keep to myself before putting into song. ...
interesting fact of the day #1: two of the campus’ biggest weezer fans are in my room right now playing weezer covers. you might wonder why. i do too. well, we’re at T-8 hours and counting till dan takes me to the airport. if you’re wondering what books i’m taking to accompany me in my travels, here they are: attic greek (textbook) a mathematical introduction to logic (textbook) warranted christian belief, by philosopher alvin plantinga ...