Time keeps on tickin'......

"Procrastination is a complex psychological behavior that affects everyone to some degree or another. With some it can be a minor problem; with others it is a source of considerable stress and anxiety. Procrastination is only remotely related to time management, (procrastinators often know exactly what they should be doing, even if they cannot do it), which is why very detailed schedules usually are no help." - courtesy CalPoly Student Academic Services

I have a 20-page paper due tomorrow night by 6:00. Between now and then, I also must travel to my sister's house and celebrate her birthday, oh, and finish writing a sermon. So what better time is there than now to blog?

Pure Class

Living as I do a few miles away from Rutgers, and being an alumnus, I am impressed beyond words with the young women of the Rutgers University basketball team as they have handled the Don Imus controversy these past days. Totally classy. I wish each of them, as well as all the coaches and support staff, the best.

Whips

We've decided that perhaps now might be a good time to start looking for a new car. Mine, at the ripe old age of 6, already has over 142,000 miles on it, and Robin's, while relatively low mileage, is OLD (14) and is randomly beginning to drop pieces in the middle of the road. So as I contemplate the next new car purchase, I was thinking back over what I've driven through the years. In order:

Red 1967 Ford F150 pickup truck, 3-speed manual shift on the column; I learned to drive in this baby....

Rust (the color, not the state of the car...) AMC Spirit, don't recall the year. Ugly, crappy car, but it was MINE and it got me from college to work and back, so that was cool.

Navy blue 1985 5-speed manual Nissan extended cab pickup. My first new car.

Light blue metallic 1990 5-speed manual Toyota 4WD extended cab pickup; I loved this truck.

Red 1993 Mazda MX-6 5-speed manual sports car with black leather interior. It was fun to drive, except when it snowed; this thing was terrible in rain and snow, so I got rid of it.

Black 1994 Mazda 4WD automatic extended cab pickup with matching cap; loved it until it developed an intermittent, undiagnosable electrical problem that would cause the truck to just STOP for no reason. Not a *feature* you want when you drive on the highways of NJ......

Current car is a blue 2001 Subaru Forester 5-speed.

For the next vehicle, it will definitely NOT be a manual transmission. I am over that. I drive a 25+ mile stretch of road each way to work, with enough traffic lights that on days my knees are bothering me, I come home with a swollen kneecap from all the shifting. My top three picks right now are another Forester, a Toyota RAV4 or a Honda CRV, all Consumers Report top picks. Hmmm, now if I could only decide on a color.....

And this is news??

I have to stop taking these quizzes. But they're so dead ON.

You are a super geek You are into everything that is geeky – which is hard because there are so many types of geeks. You are very smart and have a great imagination. People who call you a geek are just jealous, right? Take this quiz at QuizGalaxy.com

What would my epitaph say?

Sorry, I'm really bored tonight. This had me laughing so hard I thought I would choke. But then I wouldn't have been able to post. They must know my nickname.

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We need more lessons like this one....

I would choose a word other than bullshit, but the rest works for me.

Look, a desk!

Look, a desk!, originally uploaded by nukediver.

Well, I finally unearthed a corner of the basement this weekend. It felt good to wade through the paper that's accumulated over the last two years. I've really wanted to get my writing space back. There's something comforting about having a cozy nook in which to put pen to paper, or pixel to screen.

Woohoo!

It's official - I found out today that I passed all the ordination exams I took back in January! Four down, one to go. Looks like I'll be doing a little Biblical Hermeneutics during August. Bleah. In many ways, the significance of this hasn't hit me yet. I've watched many friends struggle through this process, not passing the exams the first time around, all the while dreading the time that I would have to sit there for three hours at a shot, answering three sets of questions for each exam with barely any time at all to review what I wrote, all the time wondering why we were being put through this exercise.

A girl can dream...

I am really determined this year to find my office. And when I do, it will look like this one. It's in the basement. In the corner. Right over there. Behind the mountain of boxes of books and graduate school papers. Which are under the bags of stuff to donate. Which are behind the stuff from last summer's vacation. My realistic goal? To find this office before I graduate. May 2008. I can do it. Yes I can.

Weak-Kneed Coward

For those of you that know me, you know that I am generally not afraid of many things. I am not afraid of spiders or snakes. I am not afraid of the ocean. I am not afraid of sharks. I am not afraid to be in the ocean with sharks. I am not afraid to travel to strange and scary places, either alone or with friends. I am not afraid to go back to school for something totally different. I am not afraid to speak in public. I am not afraid to laugh at myself. There is one thing, however, that strikes fear deep into my heart. Skywalk.