oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo mama
i know more about Japanese feudalism than i ever...
wait a minute: i mean, yeah, that exam did pretty much consume my every waking moment this week...but it was fun!

hmmmmm....four years into schooling, and i'm actually getting into the spirit of higher education. for one, i can still remember (i still want to remember!) the stuff i studied for the exam AFTER the exam is done. weird...

well, it's good that that's done, because we're heading off to DC this weekend, to visit rafiki zetu Mike "Mickle" (shudder-vomit) Diercks, the happily engaged one. And we'll go to the North American Christians in Social Work Convention. And we're leaving tonight, so I don't have classes tomorrow! Booo Yah, think I'll go visit Georgetown and check out their masters program, on the odd chance that I can find someone to cover the tab!

In other news, I found the perfect yearbook quote, mangled it down the required size (how can you seriously expect anyone to say anything significant in 275 characters or less? really? I should definitely bring in Dr. Oakerson on supporting arguement there...if you can't do anything worthwhile in your lifetime, how are you supposed to say anything worthwhile in 275 characters, and that's counting punctuation and spaces too--better use long words.)

Here's a quote that didn't make the cut sheerly due to length, but is in fact very very awesome:

"Are you not thirsty?" said the Lion.

"I'm dying of thirst," said Jill.

"Then drink," said the Lion.

"May I--could I--would you mind going away while I do?" said Jill.

The Lion answered this only by a look and a very low growl. And as Jill gazed at its motionless bulk, she realized that she might as well have asked for the whole mountain to move aside just for her convenience.

The delicious rippling noise of the stream was driving her nearly frantic.

"Will you promise not to--do anything to me, if I do come?" said Jill.

"I make no promise," said the Lion.

Jill was so thirsty now that, without noticing it, she had come a step nearer.

"Do you eat girls?" she said.

"I have swallowed up girls and boys, women and men, kings and emperors, cities and realms," said the Lion. It didn’t say this as if it were boasting, nor as if it were sorry, nor as if it were angry. It just said it.

"I daren't come and drink," said Jill.

"Then you will die of thirst," said the Lion.

"Oh dear!" said Jill, coming another step nearer. "I suppose I must go and look for another stream then."



"There is no other stream," said the Lion.

--CS Lewis, The Silver Chair