It's fast sunday. I wish I were better at fasting. I mean, I do it. And I even believe in its power. But I don't feel like I often (maybe ever?) get the experience Isaiah describes. We're giving it another try today. Which makes me happy.
I turned in a paper. I'm a little bit tender about it. I'd really really like it if my prof liked it. But I don't feel great about it--I don't think that I made the argument in the end. I pretended like I did, but I didn't really. I'm pretty sure my prof is going to pick up on that and it will probably confirm that prof's worst fears about me. Sigh. Just when I'm recruiting teammates. Sometimes it stinks to be one's only teammate. Good thing I'm fun.
I reread part of my master's thesis because I'm returning to some of its ideas. Was pleasantly surprised by the writing.
How did I miss the "know all the cool music" boat? I am very uncool when it comes to music.
I'm not loving my blog colors I don't think.