Three posts in one day, Kev? Really? Ah, but if you’ll look, it’s actually the next day… so this post counts for Friday!

Well now that we’re nearing week’s end, let’s review this week:

{S} Went to church at New River Fellowship, which meets in the YMCA gym down in Cool Springs. Worship was awesome, and it was good to feel like I was at least at a church that welcomed me. Christians, we should really work on the hospitality! You have no idea how cold a church body can be until you are forced to visit churches in a new city.

{M} Well, I crapped out that night. I was supposed to have Ab Abber workouts and Bible Study with the boys that night, but since I had two tests the next day and could barely annunciate correctly, I decided to kick it at around 10pm.

{T} …and woke up a the butt crack of 6am. Studied for a doomed test, went and had an hour long breakfast, and then took my Rec Tech and New Testament tests. Rec Tech wasn’t bad at all, but NT flipped me over on its knee and gave me what for. Refuge that night provided a warm hug to my tired spiritual body.

{W} Oh, those are my long days. It’s good cause I don’t have time to work out, so I just skip it on hump day, but I hardly get a break from classes and work until 7pm. Ah, but it’s a very good day. Why is that? Wednesday is Wingsday at Hooter’s. Amazing hot wings, all you can eat, for 8 bucks… beautiful. Honestly, it has nothing to do with the waitresses–ours wasn’t even that hot.

{Th} What one could technically call “yesterday” at this point in time, though it only ended 2 hours or so ago. After classes, I procrastinated a nap (simply amazing) and instead set this sweet gig up. You’ll note my first post was somewhere around 4 or 4:30. After that bit of venting, we all went to eat at the caf (I mean, why not go at 4:30 like a bunch of old people–I shall write a post on this topic later; devote a whole entry on my revolt against this establishment). At around 8:30, we decided to have our Bible Study group earlier, since 3 of the members would be at a Fraternity thing all night. It’s good to have some accountability around here; keeps me in check. Got very little done before 11:30, but I did go have a McFlurry with 4 luscious young ladies from here at Belmont in the midst of my procrastination.

I suppose we shall see
If we look again
We’ll see what might bring
Our tomorrow in

But this has passed
And we put it away
A day to be called
“Tomorrow’s yesterday”

Just trying to have little fun here folks, that’s all. - Dean Martin

I thought I should make an addition. Since my last post, the girl has made an addition to her online journal. In her latest entry, she pulls a 180 and suddenly proclaims that she in fact does not need a boyfriend. She’s in love with God and Jesus is her boyfriend, yada yada. She’s hiding behind God because she is afraid of getting into a relationship. “But Kev, you have to respect her desire to grow in a deeper…” NOPE! That chance flew out the window with her post on Monday crying about her massive desire for a boyfriend (which has since been edited to soften the original meaning). So ladies, take note here, this is why guys get so frustrated. If you’re scared, don’t ask for it. You might actually get a guy to ask you out.

So this girl is in desperate need of a boyfriend, I know because I read her online journal, and so I ask her out. I’d been meaning to anyway, but had debated with myself as to whether or not she actually wanted a boyfriend. Well, like a shining beam of light from Heaven, her journal told me so. Full steam ahead, right? Well, it seems as though she didn’t have the ovaries (balls? no, that doesn’t work) to say no, so she told me that she would, but “There’s this concert that night…” Well, that’s a classic line. Will you be drying your hair at this time, too? Anyway, to pour salt in the wound made by a spoon, her and her buddy wrote a note in the next class back and forth in large font. It included such lines as:

“I just think it’s funny about you and Brent, after everything with you and Trent.” (Alright, lemme explain that one. As dorky as it is, yes, Trent and Brent are twin brothers from her home town. She was best friends with Trent, decided he might be the one, and then got burned by him right before she left for college. Now it seems that her and Brent are chummin’ it up, and following the same lovely trail her and Trent took. I know it’s confusing because of the ingenious single letter variation in names, but try to follow.)

Next we have:

“Brent said he wanted you to come home this weekend on the phone last night. He really wants to go out.” To which the response was, “I know, I REALLY want to.”

Perhaps I should mention something again just to reinforce my point. The note was in huge writing. Ah yes, and several times during the course of the class it was set on the portion of her desk nearest me. I mean crap, it all looked like she was at least open to being asked out. Perhaps when girls mention their unquenchable desire for a boyfriend, they should mention who they have in mind for the position. That might just save the rest of us time in getting our resumes ready for the doomed interview.