About to Sail into a Silver Mist

"Trust in me, just in me
Shut your eyes and trust in me
You can sleep safe and sound
Knowing I am around

Slip into silent slumber
Sail on a silver mist
Slowly and surely your senses
Will cease to resist

Trust in me, just in me
Shut your eyes and trust in me"
 - "Trust in Me" from the Jungle Book

     Not much to report here. I got my reports all caught up at work and (this was weird) tutored a friend of mine and sent the tutor report to one of my own professors. I'm behnd (can you imagine?) in the early bird game of homework, and I am deep in the throes of recording any possibly useable parts of my eight hard sources for my term paper (and that's not including the electronic sources). I was thinking tonight that I want to either take Abby and Ethan out to do something fun or just to babysit for them when I get back home so that Nathan and Jen can have a little time to themselves, what with the stress I imagine they're both under while we wait for an interim (if the Church of God is sending one? I don't know). Bob, my mom, Kristyn, and I are going to the rugby game this weekend; I'm stoked about that. Steve is going through some hard stuff right now (along with his entire family), and I'm trying to be there without smothering the poor guy. Apparently, I can be pretty high maintenance (leave it to the little bro to whip some honesty in my face like that). Anyway. There's some other stuff going on, but if you need to know it, then you probably already do know it. I won't post it publicly, because I'm not sure how I feel about it. Random question of the day: Do I ever talk to people like my dad does? I hope not, but I wouldn't doubt it. I think I was getting kind of terse with Jael yesterday afternoon a bit. Booooo me. And now I'm going to sleep. 2 chapels left to go! The only down side of this weekend will be the shared time slots for draft day and the game. Cody comes before the Colts any day, though (unless we're betting on teams -- Mr. "The Colts are gonna lose to the Patriots, and the Patriots are gonna beat the Bears in the Super Bowl"). Next week is the screenwriting workshop in Indy, which should be really fun. My mom and Bob are bringing my guitar down for the weekend, too, so that'll be nice. 

     And as for devos, mine tonight centered around Proverbs 16:18: "Pride goes before destruction, and a haughty spirit before a fall." There was a tag at the end that said, "Think of athletes who possess pride that involves a healthy sense of worth." I had to think for awhile, but I thought of JJ Perry. Gwen Kemple and the other track/cross girls from my floor sophomore year would be great examples, too. I think that this "healthy pride" is nothing more than humbly admitting that we have worked hard with the aid and blessing of God. I don't know if there's really much more to say about that. And I'm tired.

     Guten nacht, friends. (Speaking of German, I wonder how that freakishly tall dumme gans is doing?)

MOOD: sleepy