Reason Breeds Insanity

Okay, I am not crazy. I am just overwhelmed. I think the money stealing will stop. I think the petty bullshit is over. I think I am looking forward to summer. I am so excited about working with Kecia, possibly getting into the Ph.D. program, finishing my research paper, and possibly moving on up in The Bux. It’ll be good stuff. Plus, I get to watch my little brother run the mini in Indy next weekend! 🙂 What could be more fun!

I am feeling distant and lost today. I have nothing to say really except that I am so tired of all of this crap. People stealing money, petty bullshit, it can all just stop. Why do we do what we do to each other?

Well, several hours in a smelly adolescent filled coach bus, and two hours of sleep later, I have seen Gettysburg Battlefield, National Aquarium, and McHenry Fort. I have also eaten enough to feed a small country, and become familiar with every licensed Starbucks store on the Pennsylvania Turnpike. Read: No Discount. Yes, without lube I purchased a $3.92 tall white mocha. It wasn’t even that stellar. I am now going to the probably bacteria and virus infested cess pot called a swimming pool, which will no doubt be filled with approximately 100 greasy teens. Maybe the chlorine will help alleviate the funk that has now consumed the bus.

For those of you who don’t know, I will be doing a summer assistantship with my favorite professor ever! Okay, she is one of two or three, but considering how long I have been in school, being one of ten would be an honor! All that to say, she is doing a really interesting seminar at the VBC about the role of Title 9 and gender in the realms of education, law and medicine. I get to help with that, and I couldn’t be happier.

Today I am reading Psalm 142, Isaiah 33 and 34, Revelation 15 and 16.

I am sure that every employee at every business that has a drive through knows their menu board is covered in snow. That happens when it snows. It sticks to things. We know. We see it snowing. We see it sticking. You don’t need to tell us that.

Monday I am going with my friend, Molly, to learn about volunteering at the Muncie Mission. I am pretty excited. I have really been reflecting on my life lately. I waste a lot of things that I shouldn’t. I have too many clothes. Too many things. I am so picky about food. I won’t eat ice cream if it has been open for longer than a week. It tastes funny to me. I told Becky on the way home from the grocery store that I need to work on it. I have the ability to be picky about food when over half the world doesn’t get enough food and people die constantly from starvation. I won’t eat week old ice cream.

I hope it works out so that we can volunteer together for the first couple of times. I hate trying to get to know new people, so working at the same time as Molly will be encouraging. Some people you meet, you feel like you have known forever. She is one of those for me. I think that is the moving of the holy spirit. It is sweet. I like it.

Isaiah 31 and 32, Psalm 141, Revelation 13 and 14