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In honor of it being summer (sort of) and of my love for nectarines, I am re-posting (once again) my ode to nectarines.  (I really need to finalize a title for this one.)

If you want to seduce me,
you need to do just one thing:
bring me a nectarine,
ripe, with juice that drips;
unbroken, its skin seductive,
cool and beckoning;
sweet, anticipated taste
that fills your mouth with flavor,
fulfilling every yearning it evoked.
And then, let me eat it all myself,
even if you wanted some.

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*Note: There is a point system attached, but I didn’t bother including that.  Also, my paper list has a few things more specific than the online version.  But here it is, in most of it’s glory, ready to be accomplished.

30 Before 30

1. Lose 25 pounds

2. Write 30 letters
+pts if to 30 different people

3. Watch all the Harry Potter Movies in one weekend

4. Finish Thesis

5. Memorize Nicene Creed

6. Read 10 new non-school related books

7. Walk the neighbor’s goats

8. Go to a concert

9. Eat vegetarian for 2 weeks

10. Don’t drink coffee for one month

11. Drink a beer every night for a week
+pts per new beer

12. Memorize the Greek & Hebrew alphabet

13. Try a new food every month

14. Go to the zoo; talk to the animals

15. Join a community group at church

16. Finish Mom’s scarf

17. Visit one new place a month

18. Go to my local science museum
+pts for the exhibit also

19. Go dancing at least once a month

20. Visit Forks & pretend to be a Twilight fan
+pts for wearing Twilight paraphernalia

21. Blog every day for one month

22. Learn the Shim Sham

23. Go tanning at least once this winter

24. Smoke a cigar

25. Throw a party

26. Don’t sabotage the next potential relationship
(if there is one)

27. Push all the buttons in an elevator, then get off
+pts if it’s over 15 floors

28. Write poetry

29. Go to a swing dancing workshop

30. Go to a fancy donut shop

Bonus List

Kiss a man
+pts if he’s wearing plaid
-pts if we’ve been drinking

Go to ETS in California

Go to Harry Potter World

Get a puppy

Have a reason not to smoke a pipe

Reform a baby alligator (so it doesn’t eat people)

My birthday weekend was awesome.  It was good to be with comfortable friends.  Now of course it’s back to reality, back to the daily grind of life.  But I feel like this will be a good year.

In other news, I’ve realized anew a few things about men in my life.  The ones who shouldn’t be are always too persistent.  And the ones who will flirt with me or want my number are never the ones I’d actually want to date.  And the one I’m actually interested in barely seems to take notice of me.  Which is really too bad, because I think I have a lot to offer.  Plus… can I be a tad bit ridiculous?  He’s beautiful and intelligent and kind and…

I should stop there.  I certainly don’t want to start getting into specifics, which is something I try to avoid on here.

C’est la vie.

I cannot express just how much I love going home to people who love me and who want to spend time with me.  And people who touch me.  I miss being touched–no one where I live touches me.  No hugs, no arm holding, no hand holding, no bum slapping/pinching, no arms around waists, no resting your chin on someone’s shoulder, no wrestling, no poking sides, no nothing.   This applies to both genders.  I forget how touchy I really am until I’m here and my quota finally starts filling up after running on empty for months.

I’ve had a superb birthday weekend already, and I still have most of one day left.  Then it’s back to real life, I suppose.

I love my friends.

I have a final exam shortly.  Then I get to remember that life exists outside of school.  Tomorrow I’m going home for the weekend and for my birthday.  And I simply cannot wait.  I already have most of my time booked with friends who want to see me (I love having friends).  And I’m not bringing any homework or my laptop, for that matter.  I’m going to enjoy myself before coming back to a life of work and homework (I will have a paper to write for the class I’m in when I return).

It’s amazing to me how easily I forget things like mini vacations and birthdays.  Until they’re upon me, staring me in the face.

Then two weeks of work and my life becomes my thesis.  I hope this is a good decision.

This is discombobulated.  Sorry.

I’m going to do it.  I’m going to either quit my job or drop my hours.  I talked to my bosses yesterday, so today we’ll talk again.  This means that, conceivably, I should be done in Spring 2012 (not without quite some work on my part).  What?  I’m not ready for that.  I’m terrified of the thought of the real world.  But I am reminding myself that it will not become easier if I put it off.

The things that scare me, that terrify me, that make me feel as if I could never manage: those are things I tend to put off and put off and put off.  But in all the putting off, they only grow larger in my mind; whereas, if I could simply take a step backward and look at them objectively, I could see that they’re not half of what they seem.

I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that God wants me at seminary, that He wanted me to come and to pursue this degree.  So if I believe that, I must believe that He will guide my steps and that He will be with me every bit of the way.

I believe.  I must.

Are three posts in one day too many?  I hope not.

I wanted to clarify a previous position I have postulated.  (How’s that for alliteration?)  I’ve made jokes about a summer boyfriend, but I really don’t want just a summer boyfriend, if I’m going to have one at all.  The work you put into a relationship, the emotional connections–it’s too much to waste for a limited time offer.

The idea of companionship is still an attractive one.  I am surrounded my relationships and I can see some of what I’m missing out on.  Don’t get me wrong: I love my independence.  Giving up some of my freedoms would probably be one of the hardest parts of being in a relationship.  But I think that with the right person, it would be worth it.

However, is plaid still a must?  Yes, yes it is.

Okay, I had this brainstorm at work today, and I can’t decide if it’s brilliant or terrible.  But it’s one of the two, that’s for sure.

I’ve decided in the last few months that I don’t want a ThM.  That means I don’t have to do an MDiv equivalency.  That means I could feasibly finish my coursework in one more year, instead of two to three additional years.  Here is the one thing that holds me up: my thesis.  I was supposed to start this summer, but what with working full time, it’s just not happening.  So I figured I would just not work next summer and do it then, thus finishing it up fully the next Fall.

But what if I turned in notice and devoted the rest of my summer to my thesis?  I’m sure I could get it done in time to take the class Spring semester (and would then graduate in Spring 2012).  I’d save time and money.  And emotional energy, because, let’s be honest, I just want to be done.  If I took out more loans next year instead of less, I have enough money saved up right now to swing the rest of summer.

Obviously, there are things I have to look into and consider, and people I will ask for sure, but I kind of feel like I might do this.  I would feel bad about quitting, but I must remind myself that I am not here to train to be a custodian.  I am here for my degree, ultimately.

Is this as brilliant as I hope it is?  What do you think?

I’m making a list of 30 things to do before I turn 30.  Obviously I won’t start until after I turn 29 (in 6 days!).  But I wanted a realistic list of goals, be they fun, serious or ridiculous, to entertain myself with during my last year in my 20’s.  I’m the type of person who freaks out about things, so I thought it’d be fun to have something to work toward, then it won’t feel so intimidating.  So far, I only have two things on my official list, and one on my list of bonuses (thanks to a friend for that amazing suggestion–all the things I want to do but either have no control over or that are unrealistic).  The two on the official list are thus: lose 25 pounds and write 30 letters.

Any ideas?  Suggestions?  Other than not to do it.  I’m not the type to feel a failure if I don’t accomplish my goals.  Although, I’m also not the type to fail to accomplish my goals.  Take that as you will.

I don’t know about you, but I watched Alfred Hitchcock’s “The Birds” when I was 13, at a slumber party, in the dark of night, with birds in a cage in the same room.  I’ve never felt the same way about the creatures since.

Today, when I got home from church and pulled into my parking spot, I heard a funny noise on the roof of my car.  I was trying to figure out if the tree above me was dropping water, but the noise was a bit too loud.  So I sat in my car, trying to figure out what I was facing before I exited.  All of a sudden, a clawed foot reached onto the windshield, followed by the rest of a crow.  He seemed pretty happy to attack my car and even pecked at the windshield wipers.


It took me a bit to figure out what to do in this situation.  Because I wasn’t about to become the next victim in a cruel plot twist.  But then it occurred to me to turn on my car, and upon doing so, this guy and his comrades all flew away so that I could make my exit in haste and safety.

It is clear I will never be as legit as St. Francis.