
I'm officially gone for the semester, which is unfortunate since I have a 15 page paper due tuesday and a final exam on Friday. Gone is a purely emotional state rather than a physical one. I haven't even started packing yet, and I move out of my room for the summer in less than 2 weeks. I don't yet know where I'll move too, but that's a story for another day. I've spent most of the weekend working on this paper, which consists of answering 13 doctrinal questions for ordination in the United Methodist Church. I think what makes it such slow labored work is the fact that I'm not learning anything new or researching something I'm interested in by writing my answers. It's stuff I know from theology classes and the Bible and life and John Wesley's sermons. I'd rather be researching something and constructing an argument. Really, I'd rather be on my way to Colorado. I am so excited to get to see Claire and Dave, and then all the Spokomptonites who will be at the wedding that I'm pretty much useless for doing anything else. I am in fact so excited to go, and so eager to not work on this paper, that I took a picture of myself being excited while I should have been working on my paper.
No offense to my PTS friends. I love you all dearly, and am looking forward to fun times this summer and next year and beyond. But my soul longs for the fellowship of the people who know and love me best, and it's only two weeks until I get to start wrapping my arms around those little slices of heaven who are Claire and Dave and Jeni and Mary and Becky and Kyna and Anna and Shelly and Jasmine and many more who I won't mention because I don't think they read my blog.
And now I will continue the procrastination trend by going to the Wawa.


