Last school week began with Nietzsche and Mr. Sheilds, then it ended with St. Thomas and Mr. O'Reilly. Whadda week. It ended a lot more lighthearted than it started, that's for dern sure . . .
It would have ended even better if my thesis advisor had not started expressing worry . . . if he starts to get really worried about this thesis I'm gonna lose it - go clear off my rocker - I just know it. However, as long as he explains this bit of St. Thomas to me I'm confident I can really start cranking out a full draft on this thesis, daggum it. At least I'm not completely sick of my thesis topic, like some people . . . I dreaded that more than I dreaded having a very difficult one . . . like I happen to have . . .
So, it seems that I should never, ever, ever, ever drink mocha after 10 o'clock at night. I was up until FOUR O'CLOCK IN THE MORNING - - and my brain was so shot I couldn't even be productive. We're not gonna do THAT again anytime soon . . .
More updates later - - lots of love - -
And in order: 1. My final end, the sum and source of all that is good. He whom I was created to know, love and serve. The one, the only, GOD. 2. The love of my life, whom I treasure and adore. I will never cease to wonder at the gift God has given to me in granting me his love and companionship. 3. Gilbert Keith Chesterton - his ideas, his writings, his life, his philosophy, and most importantly, his common sense.
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- Emily
- "You shall know the truth and the truth shall make you odd." — Flannery O'Connor
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