I've got a ton of things bouncing around my empty skull, but today when I have time to write, my thinking is not in order.  I've been confronting questions of religion the past few weeks and trying to figure things out.  So far, I haven't gotten anywhere decisive, but it's a start.  That's a major player in my head right now.

I'm sitting at the Tuscarawas campus wasting time online before my class.  Amy is here for her college orientation today, so we rode in together to save gas.  The only thing that's bad about that is that our schedules didn't quite overlap right, so I was on campus this morning around 8:45 am when 12:40 pm is my class.  That also meant that I awoke wayyyyyyyyyy too early today.  I have a killer sleep-deprivation headache, and that's even after a good dose of caffeine.

Now that we've spent a long amount of continuous time with Kory and Amy, I am preparing myself to never see much of them again.  See, that's the norm in my life, so it is what I expect.  Very few people have ever survived more than 24 hours of continuous contact with me.  The only ones who continue to survive are Amy and various family members.  It's like I'm radioactive, and they're the only ones with any sort of immunity. The truth is, I'm probably horribly grating over a long period of time to most people.  Funny thing is, probably 90% of the people who read this blog on a semi-regular basis have been exposed to that threat, and during those times they also have fled.  I can't blame anyone, though, because if I was hanging out with someone like me, I probably wouldn't be able to tolerate me either.  I don't know how Amy does it.  I'm guessing that she wears lead vests under her clothing.

God, my head hurts.  After this visit to Tuscarawas for teaching (me) and orientation (Amy), two pieces of good news.  For one, we get to pick up Pedro from the doctor, with his new brakes.  Second, we get to go to Kent to get my new office.  I will have my own next semester.

Ain't that cool?  I feel like a fucking grown up or something.

(and yes, the "fucking" there was absolutely necessary because I kept my language relatively clean (Mom-mode) all weekend, and I needed to get it out of my system.  Thanks.  Jerk.)