I never said that
So, weekly, yeah, right. boom sizzle boom splash went that. I just haven't tuned into the journaling thing yet. The idea I enjoy, and even in the few paltry entries I have accumulated I find value in going back and seeing what I was saying just a few short months ago. It's just not my first second or third reaction to anything to go toss it up on the ol' LJ.
Progress has been made, I sucked down my... fear... pride... whatever it is and e-mailed some former professors and colleagues from KNS to ask for recommendations. Hopefully some of them will respond favorably in the short term, or at least remember who I am. It wouldn't do well to have to refer to myself as 'the long haired kid who once slept through your midterm' to perk Frey's memory. (he actually bought the story and let me take a make-up saying "I just have to believe that. You're too smart to tell a story that pathetic as a lie." mind you the make up had already been written and scheduled for a couple people who were legitimately absent.) I also sent an introduction to the dept. at Alberta, hopefully I'll connect favorably with some professors there. It's getting late in the season to score funding, so I think I'll probably need to be in personally with a faculty member.
In other news, a big shout out to the MHC mail room. Holly's Valentine's Day present was delivered early AM the 12th and they couldn't manage to get a slip in her box by the end of the day on the 14th. My Holly spending all day flipping out is not an acceptable state of things.
I've taken up a challenge for lent, rather than given something up (although I should probably give up beer or something for a while, weight isn't coming off anymore.) I'm going to pray for the same thing every day for the 40 days. I am keen on the idea. First because I have something important to me to focus that attention on, and second because it's something I'm horrible at. It hasn't come naturally to me for a long time. And then I expect to just pick back up one day and be familiar and disciplined, so frustration increases. I've discounted the significance of the practice and discipline for a long time, and I want to get take this opportunity to get back on track and do it well and with discipline and conviction.
I used to be so good at transitions, the fact that there is such a thing as a transition doesn't even seem to be acknowledged in this journal.
I finished Christopher Moore's Lamb: The Gospel According to Biff, Christ's Childhood Pal a few days ago. I was surprised how much I enjoyed it not just for the great humor. There's rather a good deal more sex than one finds in the canonical gospels, but the book is shockingly and surpassingly reverent. The way the story brings out the person of Christ, being wholly human and wholly god motivates a lot of reflection. The accurate portrayal of the relationship between the Jews and gentiles and Romans also lends some insight and understanding to that dynamic in the early church that amateur study of scripture does not, in my opinion, make obvious. Also, if I didn't mention, there's a lot of sex. (however, he thankfully does not make the classic assumption that Mary Magdalene is the woman in Luke 7)
Progress has been made, I sucked down my... fear... pride... whatever it is and e-mailed some former professors and colleagues from KNS to ask for recommendations. Hopefully some of them will respond favorably in the short term, or at least remember who I am. It wouldn't do well to have to refer to myself as 'the long haired kid who once slept through your midterm' to perk Frey's memory. (he actually bought the story and let me take a make-up saying "I just have to believe that. You're too smart to tell a story that pathetic as a lie." mind you the make up had already been written and scheduled for a couple people who were legitimately absent.) I also sent an introduction to the dept. at Alberta, hopefully I'll connect favorably with some professors there. It's getting late in the season to score funding, so I think I'll probably need to be in personally with a faculty member.
In other news, a big shout out to the MHC mail room. Holly's Valentine's Day present was delivered early AM the 12th and they couldn't manage to get a slip in her box by the end of the day on the 14th. My Holly spending all day flipping out is not an acceptable state of things.
I've taken up a challenge for lent, rather than given something up (although I should probably give up beer or something for a while, weight isn't coming off anymore.) I'm going to pray for the same thing every day for the 40 days. I am keen on the idea. First because I have something important to me to focus that attention on, and second because it's something I'm horrible at. It hasn't come naturally to me for a long time. And then I expect to just pick back up one day and be familiar and disciplined, so frustration increases. I've discounted the significance of the practice and discipline for a long time, and I want to get take this opportunity to get back on track and do it well and with discipline and conviction.
I used to be so good at transitions, the fact that there is such a thing as a transition doesn't even seem to be acknowledged in this journal.
I finished Christopher Moore's Lamb: The Gospel According to Biff, Christ's Childhood Pal a few days ago. I was surprised how much I enjoyed it not just for the great humor. There's rather a good deal more sex than one finds in the canonical gospels, but the book is shockingly and surpassingly reverent. The way the story brings out the person of Christ, being wholly human and wholly god motivates a lot of reflection. The accurate portrayal of the relationship between the Jews and gentiles and Romans also lends some insight and understanding to that dynamic in the early church that amateur study of scripture does not, in my opinion, make obvious. Also, if I didn't mention, there's a lot of sex. (however, he thankfully does not make the classic assumption that Mary Magdalene is the woman in Luke 7)