Sunday, October 7, 2007

Cats - a new perspective

I have never been a cat person

Cats are unpredictable, sneaky, not loving, and just plain mean.
Last night, however, I had to face my prejudices head on.

I was staying overnight at the home of some friends from church, though they were not home themselves.
I slept in the younger girls' room, which also happens to be the room that the cat likes to hang out in.
When a cat gets near me I get really nervous. I don't know what to do, how to pet it, and I get really scared that it's going to lash out and scratch me if I make any wrong move. It was late, however, and it was nuzzling me as I sat up in bed (I was still too nervous at this time to lie down). Slowly, I began to trust that the cat has no intentions of hurting me - she just kept rubbing her face and head against me and arching her back to let me stroke her. eventually I did lie down and she left to go stalk the house. In the middle of the night, I heard her wining at the door (I had shut it) so I got up to let her in. She followed me back to bed and hopped up - but this time I wasn't nervous of how she would react to my actions. It was dark and I couldn't see her, but she always put her head directly into my hand. I trusted her to accept my company, and she trusted me to give it.


This could very well just be one nice cat and all the rest I meet may be as mean as I've always imagined them to be. But I think now I will approach cats differently and at least give them a chance. After all, a cat seems to be less work to take care off - maybe having a cat would actually be quite enjoyable.

this would probably be the appropriate time to turn this into a metaphor for other prejudices... but I figure you all can fill in the blanks yourself.

Friday, September 21, 2007

dwellings of late

Jesus is not really who I thought he was... and I was so sure I was on the right track

I'm convinced that environmental action on a large scale is more important than on a small scale... but does that mean we can disregard it on a small scale?

what is more important.. doing or being. I want to say being - but how can anything good get done without also doing?

designating responsibility to others is hard



I don't know what to do with my life and it's driving me absolutely bonkers - because since I don't know what i want to do with my life, I can't choose my courses for next semester

Sunday, August 26, 2007

Schoolness

On Campus...

classes start tomorrow

recruiting for clubs tonight

get people excited about being GREEN


and so it begins...

Thursday, August 23, 2007

stresssucks

I'm stressed

that's the gist of it.

Sunday, August 19, 2007

second guessing

I've done a lot of that this summer.
Re-thinking my morals, my standards, even my desires.

Why do I condemn weed and condone cigars - before it had to do with the law. But if you take it down from a legal level and put it on a moral level, who is to say that the law is right? Weed is just as bad as tobacco or alcohol (or even less so) - but alcohol and tobacco are associated with the white upper class and weed generally isn't - therefore tobacco and alcohol are legal and weed is not because it best suits the parties in power. So, should my decision to smoke or not to smoke be based on a legal system that's one-sided? I like to enjoy a cigar every once and a while (since having my first about a year and a half ago with my MY teammates) but I have never given in to weed. Unfortunately I can't even convince myself that I have good reason not to because the best one I have (that it's just not good for you) would mean no smoking cigars either.

Anyhow, I don't have a particularly strong desire to smoke weed - I just don't like that I can't even prove to myself that I should or shouldn't.

Friday, August 3, 2007

It's HOT

Incase I was starting to forget that it was summer, God decided to send some hot and humid weather this way - lovely.

Thursday, July 26, 2007

politics

I hate work politics. I hate having to choose between responsibility and people I care about.

I just want to be back at school and leave all this behind.

one month.