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hermionesviolin[Advent day 7 - Saturday] Luke 2:1-3
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.]
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.]
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Date: 2005-12-05 12:09 am (UTC)