School bells ring, are ya listenin'...
Sep. 7th, 2004 12:11 pmSo I am now registered for two classes: Introduction to Historical Theology on Tuesday nights at 6 and Theological Interpretation- God, Community, and Transformation on Thursday mornings at 8.
Don't they sound like fun and interesting classes, kids?
No?
Gee whiz, what's wrong with you?
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I also picked up my books. I probably should have just written the titles and gone home to see if Tom already owned them, but t'hell with it...I've got store credit, and by the time I need to pay it, my student loans will be in. :) I now own suck interesting titles as Preaching as Weeping, Confession, and Resistance, The Handbook of Theological Terms, and St. Augustine's Confessions.
Woo-hoo.
The next two weeks are going to be hellish as far as scheduling goes...
Oh, shit! I just signed myself up for a class at the same time I was supposed to be doing my literacy tutoring training! Fuck, fuck, fuck...
Well, that makes my weeks a little less hectic, I suppose, but now I need to find something else to volunteer for. Damnit.
But I still need to go to Ashland, come back, work, work, go to class, work, go to class on my one day off, work, work, work, (scheduling around the fact that I can't work nights Wednesday because TOm can't pick me up), repeat except for that going to Ashland thing.
I feel your pain, Angela. I really do. We should get good'n'drunk to celebrate our pain.
Don't they sound like fun and interesting classes, kids?
No?
Gee whiz, what's wrong with you?
[/sarcasm]
I also picked up my books. I probably should have just written the titles and gone home to see if Tom already owned them, but t'hell with it...I've got store credit, and by the time I need to pay it, my student loans will be in. :) I now own suck interesting titles as Preaching as Weeping, Confession, and Resistance, The Handbook of Theological Terms, and St. Augustine's Confessions.
Woo-hoo.
The next two weeks are going to be hellish as far as scheduling goes...
Oh, shit! I just signed myself up for a class at the same time I was supposed to be doing my literacy tutoring training! Fuck, fuck, fuck...
Well, that makes my weeks a little less hectic, I suppose, but now I need to find something else to volunteer for. Damnit.
But I still need to go to Ashland, come back, work, work, go to class, work, go to class on my one day off, work, work, work, (scheduling around the fact that I can't work nights Wednesday because TOm can't pick me up), repeat except for that going to Ashland thing.
I feel your pain, Angela. I really do. We should get good'n'drunk to celebrate our pain.