Religion and me.

A friend-- you know who you are-- once commented that she was boggled that I could be happy going to seminary.
I am.

(  Cause I Get Tired of Seeing How Much I Babble, This Is Cut )

Anyone wanna help me write/draw up Unitarian Universalist versions of Chicktracts? XD

I hate stupid in-class writing exercises.

On a completely unrelated note, I think I'm actually losing weight. I looked at myself naked in the mirror today and didn't immediately feel a compulsive need to hide my body under as much clothing as I could possibly simultaneously wear. Maybe Jenny has something here in her strange idea of eating less fat and processed sugar and exercising more. Shocking. ^_^

(I think I am--sickly and sadly-- on my way to becoming a gym junkie. I play racquetball and swim and use the weight machines and the ellipticals like a fiend. Maybe I'm venting all that pent-up anger my therapist keeps commenting on. *cries* I wanna be a lazy bum!)

Damn. I just looked at the calender. I'm going to be 24 in 16 days. Dude. That's not right.
*looks again* And Tom and I might be visiting Ashland in three weeks.