Accumulation:

I really have accomplished a lot of things in the past few weeks. To encourage myself through the last leg of this journey, and to show you that I'm not quite as boring as you may think, I've decided to list them for your perusal.

Well. I've written a total of about eighty pages in papers. Now, I know that's double-spaced, but really even forty pages single-spaced is practically the beginning of a book. None of it was particularly creative, nor particularly well written, but it was written nonetheless.

I participated in a luau Dorm event. Wore the lei and everything. Tasted my first pull-pork sandwich, decided there are better things to eat, like peanut-butter and Triskets and carrot sticks.

I went to an art show in Chattanooga. It was a rather impromptu excursion, but loads of fun. We stayed for a few hours and met up with two people I'm just getting to know but absolutely adore. Drank fresh-squeezed lemonade and talked about art, books, family, and capital punishment. And, of course, looked at lots of art. It makes me love Chattanooga even more.

I learned the basics of swing dancing. Have yet to put them to good use.

Went to a Nickel Creek concert; opened by the Ditty Bops, who were lots of fun to watch. Got the sticker. Nickel Creek was good, but not as good as last time. Comparing is such an evil game.

Overwithdrew from the ATM machine. Assumed that the bank would refuse my card if there wasn't money to withdraw, otherwise it becomes borrowing without knowledge, or, even worse, stealing with no intentions of retribution. In any case, I now owe a whopping sum to the bank. Lucky me. And no more ATM usage.

Went to a Derek Webb concert. Enjoyed it thoroughly, even if it was long.

Seven of nine finals: check.

Oh, and sat through one whole movie: The Great Raid. It was actually the preface to a history lecture and introduction of a guest speaker, namely the author of the book on which the movie was based. I enjoyed all quite a lot, and actually, I recommend the movie for its historical content--plus the fact that it was, for the most part, one of the least vile of war movies that I've seen.

Said a teary goodbye to a good friend who will be joining the ranks of the few, the proud, those who brave northern New York, the CFCer's. It's not the last time we'll see one another, just probably the last time we'll see each while neither of us are too stressed. It was hard and I don't like having to say goodbye to someone who's leaving. Usually it's me leaving. Not someone else.

Received my application and information packet from The Salt Institute for Documentary Studies. I will be filling out said application sometime this fall. And praying for acceptance. Hey, it would mean being only eight hours from home instead of 22; why are you complaining?

I think that's quite a lot of things done. And I'm feeling a little better already.

Addendum, as per Michael Baker:

Played Catch the Carrier with my wonderful friends after eating a delicious Easter dinner. After that we hung out under a bridge (which, by the way, Mike, I've actually already written about) for a few hours.

Planned a road trip up north with said friends (which, incidentally, Mike, I've also actually written about). The plan is for early-mid August. Aren't you excited?

Ate an impromptu dinner with same said friends and talked about love, and healing, and salvation, and testimonies, and freedom. All the good sort of stuff that fit into an evening (and, which is more, Mike, I've sort of already written about).