and no, i have no idea why there's a nun at my recently-but-no-longer baptist school on a regular basis. i do know she probably wouldn't have been a couple of years ago.

nor do i know why she has baked goods and brings us what i assume to be the leftovers. the theory was floated that since we're in there always talking about modernist, bleak, 'God is dead' stuff that she's trying to save us. i'm okay with that.

so anyway no time for blogging, though i'm sure i would've had much more to say if i would have had the time and brainpower. alas. anyway, now you get a lame blog cuz i've been reading since 9 this morning, other than about an hour or hour and a half to hunt down something to write about and then write my news bit for the ol' internship. i even had to be a horrible person and not go play with the kids and/or help with homework or something at the salvation army after school program where i used to work, so that made me even more grumpy. and man, i don't know if i would've liked the diary of samuel pepys any more had i not had to marathon it, i had read bits before, but dooooood. don't ever ever read that so much at once if you ever take the notion / are forced to read it. first of all, a lot of it isn't that interesting. things that could be interesting, like oh, say lots of executions and what not are literally given a sentence, which is usually along the lines of "i saw this guy drawn and quartered today." and then it's just written so blandly for the most part, it reminds me of a business ledger and there really isn't much indication as to his thoughts or feelings beyond something vexing him or angering him. bah. anyway, i'm tired and grumpy and i don't wanna go to class really. or anywhere perhaps, though i'll most likely show up at wilhagan's later. and chances are tonight's class won't be interrupted by a cute lil nun who gives us a tray of tasty tasty cookies like last night's was. she had excellent timing as well, as we were discussing the christian symbols in kafka's the metamorphosis. and her habit was all white, so she just appeared in the doorway, giant smile, sort of glowing, with cookies. you can hear the music can't you? anyway, i suppose i should go make some coffee to keep me alive through class tonight, which should be the final caffeine push that might just set me to vibrate. although i did just yawn...