Oh, so very tired
Ok, so I'm going to bed in a few minutes. The lasagna didn't end up with as many people showing up as I had hoped/expected, but that's ok. Ruth being around has been good - a great excuse for not having to be at work today and therefore getting to be at both sermons. I had people round my house for Forum, and that was great as always. We were discussing understanding and retention of information/truth. How does one do so? Why should one do so? We also touched on Van Til-esque pre-suppositional apologetics, but I didn't tell them that's what it was. I don't think they'd have been all that impressed if I had, anyway.
I'm starting to get rather excited about going back to class - it's September 11th we're back. So that's much later than I thought it would be, and I'm happy. September is far too close for comfort and I STILL haven't done those resits I need to. I'm phoning Ann tomorrow and setting up dates.
I also need to make sure that they're sorting out the requirements from the Veterans Administration so I can get my giant dividend cheque and my monthly stipend. Because I'm Broke (with a capital B, yo).
Saw a bizarre, rather intriguing play today called The Importance of Shoes with parallel relationships, one being played out forward and the other played out backwards, revolving around shoe-fetishes that the women have and the selfishness and emptiness of untruthful and/or badly-grounded relationships. There is sex, infidelity, scheming, and shoes - lots and lots of shoes. All of the shoes are silly shoes that would ruin pretty feet, hence not the kind I would ever wear. Silly silly things.
Speaking of shoes, I was wearing my favourite brown shoes today, which are brown suede and have a faux brown snake-skin band under a brown suede rose. They're LOVELY. But highly impractical, especially when walking about Edinburgh...not that I was walking too far at any given time, but there were probably about four miles plodded along in these things today. NOT a good idea when wearing fishnets. My pinky-toes are raw. So there's a warning for you: unless you are driving about and being lazy, don't walk around in silly yet pretty shoes.
This is why most of my favourite shoes never see the light of day: they're far too impractical. They look great, but are just too high to walk in, or have too thin of heels which get caught in cobbles, or have no ankle support in them and lead me to simply fall over. A lot.
Maybe I should take up stilt-walking? All suggestions will be looked over.
I'm starting to get rather excited about going back to class - it's September 11th we're back. So that's much later than I thought it would be, and I'm happy. September is far too close for comfort and I STILL haven't done those resits I need to. I'm phoning Ann tomorrow and setting up dates.
I also need to make sure that they're sorting out the requirements from the Veterans Administration so I can get my giant dividend cheque and my monthly stipend. Because I'm Broke (with a capital B, yo).
Saw a bizarre, rather intriguing play today called The Importance of Shoes with parallel relationships, one being played out forward and the other played out backwards, revolving around shoe-fetishes that the women have and the selfishness and emptiness of untruthful and/or badly-grounded relationships. There is sex, infidelity, scheming, and shoes - lots and lots of shoes. All of the shoes are silly shoes that would ruin pretty feet, hence not the kind I would ever wear. Silly silly things.
Speaking of shoes, I was wearing my favourite brown shoes today, which are brown suede and have a faux brown snake-skin band under a brown suede rose. They're LOVELY. But highly impractical, especially when walking about Edinburgh...not that I was walking too far at any given time, but there were probably about four miles plodded along in these things today. NOT a good idea when wearing fishnets. My pinky-toes are raw. So there's a warning for you: unless you are driving about and being lazy, don't walk around in silly yet pretty shoes.
This is why most of my favourite shoes never see the light of day: they're far too impractical. They look great, but are just too high to walk in, or have too thin of heels which get caught in cobbles, or have no ankle support in them and lead me to simply fall over. A lot.
Maybe I should take up stilt-walking? All suggestions will be looked over.