the Dalaverse

All right. Paper time. The paper that was due Monday and now, thanks to the non-snow snow day, is due today. Did I use that extra time to at least gather my thoughts on the topic? Of course not.

So, Martin Luther King Jr. Dietrich Bonhoeffer. Abraham Joshua Heschel. Prophecy.

*cricket chips*

I am now going to thrust myself into the Zone, whether it wants me or no. Not the Zone Diet, not the Boyfriend Zone, but the most important of all Zones -- the Writing Zone.

Any second now.


Theology sucks.

Bleagh. I am taking an Oreos and milk break. Because I am seven.

Muddling through the paper, kind of half in and half out of the Zone. It's not like pulling teeth, but neither am I typing so furiously and nodding to myself and cackling, either. Did waste two whole pages on the Biblical propets. Which, hey, a close analysis might not actually be relevant, but you can't argue with Scripture.

Well, you can, but then I'd have to kill you.

I heart Vanessa's NIV study Bible. Such useful little footnotes. Almost as good as the Oxford Annotated I used so often last year. Ah, Biblical Foundations. Now that was a great class.

Procrastinating? Me? Surely you jest.