December 4th, 2005

Daughter of Eve

"She acts like summer and walks like rain..."

[Advent day 7 - Saturday] Luke 2:1-3
1In those days Caesar Augustus issued a decree that a census should be taken of the entire Roman world. 2(This was the first census that took place while Quirinius was governor of Syria.) 3And everyone went to his own town to register.
Okay, I've heard a sermon on the genealogy of Jesus, but these three verses as a daily Advent reading?

I finally went to bed at nearly 4am.  College nurtured in me a sick love of staying up late.  I woke up at some point but didn't open my eyes to look at the clock.  Then my dad knocked on my door.  "Weren't you gonna go down to the church fair at noon?"  It was 11:11.  After I got out of the shower my mom called and said I didn't need to rush.  I ended up getting there at only quarter after anyway.  Carol is lovely and my grandma drives me insane and Cat called randomly just because and we started cleaning up promptly at 3 and were done in an hour 'cause we rock and John P. was impressed that I was helping my dad carry tables (I grew up in this church, yo).  And then we went to the Mint Cafe for dinner.

'S Winter Weekend (incl. Vespers) and I am not at Smith.  And I am okay with that -- for which I am glad.  I had a wonderful 4 years there and hope to maintain a lot of my connections from there, but I'm glad that I'm at peace with where I am now -- since going back to Smith obviously isn't an option other than for visits, so missing it painfully would be a badness.

[After being home only a couple of hourse I laid down 'cause I was tired and headachy and figured a nap would be nice.  I knew should have hit Post on this first, though.

I woke up and was still really tired.  I thought the clock said 9:30.  No, it said 3:30.  As in a.m.  So I brushed my teeth, changed into nightclothes, and went to bed for real.  I woke up at 8:38a.m.  Day has been busy since.  Sunday entry forthcoming.  Posting this now.]

"Let there be peace on earth, and let it begin with me."

[Advent day 8 - Sunday] Isaiah 11:1-10
1 A shoot will come up from the stump of Jesse;
      from his roots a Branch will bear fruit.

2 The Spirit of the LORD will rest on him—
      the Spirit of wisdom and of understanding,
      the Spirit of counsel and of power,
      the Spirit of knowledge and of the fear of the LORD -

3 and he will delight in the fear of the LORD.
      He will not judge by what he sees with his eyes,
      or decide by what he hears with his ears;

4 but with righteousness he will judge the needy,
      with justice he will give decisions for the poor of the earth.
      He will strike the earth with the rod of his mouth;
      with the breath of his lips he will slay the wicked.

5 Righteousness will be his belt
      and faithfulness the sash around his waist.

6 The wolf will live with the lamb,
      the leopard will lie down with the goat,
      the calf and the lion and the yearling [Hebrew; Septuagint lion will feed] together;
      and a little child will lead them.

7 The cow will feed with the bear,
      their young will lie down together,
      and the lion will eat straw like the ox.

8 The infant will play near the hole of the cobra,
      and the young child put his hand into the viper's nest.

9 They will neither harm nor destroy
      on all my holy mountain,
      for the earth will be full of the knowledge of the LORD
      as the waters cover the sea.

10 In that day the Root of Jesse will stand as a banner for the peoples; the nations will rally to him, and his place of rest will be glorious.
When I woke up, there was white stuff on the ground.  And white stuff falling from the sky.  Yayness.

I went to First Baptist today.  I'm used to them from ye olde summer services.  They do the bulletins you can purchase, and the cover had a purple (and pink) candle Advent wreath with two purple candles lit; and after the Call to Worship they did the Lighting of the Advent Candles by a family like I'm used to from United.

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There didn't seem to be a Coffee Hour.  My mom reminded me that the Baptist goes across the lot to a separate building.  They didn't say anything like "please join us" at the end of the service, though, and it wasn't listed on the calendar of events.  Maybe they have so few newbies they don't say anything, or they have stopped doing it since the congregation is so small.  *shrugs*  I hung out with Ruthie for a while and then she drove me home and we chatted and then I had to go get my train.  I took the correct street the first time to get to Diesel which was impressive since I've been there maybe twice before.  The hot chocolate is still yummy, though I decided whipped cream is probably overkill.  I also paid $6 for the same kind of sandwich I kept stealing for free from HBS this week.  Le sigh.

Anyway, Sacha is lovely, and turns out to be a fan of Whedon's stuff and we had ideas for hanging out options (damn, the Wine Expo is more expensive than I had thought).

I came home and dug through some of my boxes in an unsuccessful search for my Whedonverse essay books.  omg I have so much crap.  I suspect I need to kick my ass into working on that during the week I have off at the end of the year.

While waiting for the train home at South Station, I noticed that the winter train display was all up and running.  I've been seeing it in various stages of construction all week.  Apparently it's the same company as always, but this year they didn't have any of the flatbed train cars with McDonalds toys like they usually do.  I'm fine with the change, but I wonder what the reasoning behind it was.

The question of "What do I want to do with my life?" has been coming up with some frequency recently.  Getting a masters in library science -- preferably from an online program, I think -- so I can attempt to be a YA librarian has appeal.  And once I'm permanent for a few months I'm eligible for reduced rates at Harvard's Extension School, so I could get a Master of Liberal Arts in "English and American Literature and Language" or "Literature and Creative Writing" and thus have more ammunition for an application to a Ph.D. program.

Am in the market for a letter opener.  You can get some snazzy ones online.  Example: Excalibur.  I prefer the Chinese sword.  Though this is fun. This one reminds me of Faith's knife for some reason.  I expect I will in actuality just go to a normal store and buy a normal letter opener, but the online browsing is fun. It all reminds me of how during recruiting I've taken to leaving my letter opener on my desk within easy reach in case I feel compelled to faux-assault anyone.

P.S. My femgen ficathon assignment is gonna kick my ass.  *woes*  Why did I say I could write that fandom?  Of course the real problem is that the request is something I know nothing about -- like "Joan becomes a woodcutter" only, y'know, not.

Cat tagged me for:
Name 5 of life's simple pleasures that you like most, then pick 5 people to do the same. Try to be original and creative and not to use things that someone else has already used. Tag 5 people on your list.

I don't know if I like these *most*, but here's an off-the-top-of-my-head list:

1. The smell of wet pavement -- i.e., summer rain.
2. Snow crunching underfoot.
3. eating the batter while making chocolate chip cookes
4. walking outside in the cold air that makes me feel alive and invigorated
5. hugs

And no, I'm not tagging anyone, but feel free to do a list if you would like.

I feel like everytime I turn around there's an anon meme -- hate meme, intimidation meme, etc. -- and the "comment and I'll tell you why I love you" meme has been resurrected as well.  I always hesitate to do that last one because I'm not sure what I would say to a lot of people, but dude, you are always free to tell me why you hate me -- though signing your name is appreciated.

Oh, and that 10 Things I Assume You Know About Me/My Journal is definitely on my to do list.