Jesus Saves?
So I just got back from the library, where I went in hopes of deciphering a semester's worth of poor (read: tangential) instruction in my New Testament class, when I plop myself down in a deskspace and look up to see a giant painting of Jesus above it. Coincidence? Divine Intervention? Let us pray for the latter, and I will give extra special big-ups on sunday.
But now I'm back in my room because I realized that no matter how many times I go to the library in search of focus, it will always make me wanna die a little inside.
I think my cellphone is broken again. So if you desperately need to talk to me, well, you can't. Talk to Cingular about it for me.
Baaaack to wooooork.