I tried to go to sleep just after 2 last night.
I got back up and wrote the evangelism essay instead.
I haven't read it yet this morning, but I bet it's a 2am essay.
I got 4 essays completed yesterday.
I had hoped for more than that, but
I have about half of the others started.
This, my friends, is a lot of writing.
Chugging along...
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Countdown to CrunchTime
I have 9 Leadership essays, 1 Theology essay, the brief "Personal Growth" section, an analysis of my sermon video, and some forms left to complete. All is due tomorrow by 5pm.
I'm in a coffeeshop writing, and I look up when I'm trying to focus a thought. I keep accidentally looking right at this one guy. I bet he wonders why... but he's right in front of the window!
It's strengths and weaknesses day (most of the leadership essays ask for them), so I'll be sure to include "work well under pressure"...
I'm in a coffeeshop writing, and I look up when I'm trying to focus a thought. I keep accidentally looking right at this one guy. I bet he wonders why... but he's right in front of the window!
It's strengths and weaknesses day (most of the leadership essays ask for them), so I'll be sure to include "work well under pressure"...
Saturday, July 19, 2008
One Crazy Week
I'm writing my commissioning essays right now. They're due next week, so of course I'm feverishly typing this week. I've completed at least 6 essays this week and am nearly done with a few more. I have big hopes for my quick typing skills today.
Monday, I was getting ready to go to work, and I put some stuff in the front seat of my car. I shut the passenger door, and the back windshield just FELL IN. I walked around the car like 3 times going "What? How does that happen?" Luckily, insurance covered it and a fella came out and fixed it that day.
Tuesday, I got home from being on duty at the hospital and my fish, Fritz Hundo, had died. He had looked pretty bad for a couple of days. My mom was offering her condolences, and I said "He was a good, solid fish." She couldn't stop laughing. She said that was a ridiculous thing to say about a fish. But really, he was a good solid fish. He was pretty, with flowy tails. He was active, flipping around in the water and stirring up the plastic "rocks" in the bottom of the bowl. And he never seemed to mind when I made fish faces at him.
Monday, I was getting ready to go to work, and I put some stuff in the front seat of my car. I shut the passenger door, and the back windshield just FELL IN. I walked around the car like 3 times going "What? How does that happen?" Luckily, insurance covered it and a fella came out and fixed it that day.
Tuesday, I got home from being on duty at the hospital and my fish, Fritz Hundo, had died. He had looked pretty bad for a couple of days. My mom was offering her condolences, and I said "He was a good, solid fish." She couldn't stop laughing. She said that was a ridiculous thing to say about a fish. But really, he was a good solid fish. He was pretty, with flowy tails. He was active, flipping around in the water and stirring up the plastic "rocks" in the bottom of the bowl. And he never seemed to mind when I made fish faces at him.
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