a "prophet soul"

In the steady drone of procrastination that is my life these days, I came across this quiz. I love taking online quizzes. No matter what answers you give or what "type" you end up as, they always describe you in a flattering light as if you're the bestest person in the world. To wit:

You Are a Prophet Soul

You are a gentle soul, with good intentions toward everyone.Selfless and kind, you have great faith in people.Sometimes this faith can lead to disappoinment in the long run.No matter what, you deal with everything in a calm and balanced way. You are a good interpreter, very sensitive, intuitive, caring, and gentle.Concerned about the world, you are good at predicting people's feelings.A seeker of wisdom, you are a life long learner looking for purpose and meaning.You are a great thinker and communicator, but not necessarily a doer. Souls you are most compatible with: Bright Star Soul and Dreaming Soul

What Kind of Soul Are You?

I love how the writers of the quiz results tell me I am "a great thinker and communicator, but not necessarily a doer," instead of just saying "stop fooling around and go do something, you goldbrick".

I also love how the writers of the quiz and quiz results can determine my personality and the character of my soul with just ten questions!

Go find out if you're a "bright star" or a "dreamer". And if you're not, then obviously we have the answer to that nagging question of why you've always hated me.

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A Song for You Today:

from To Say Thanks
by Nichole Nordeman. You should really buy this album.

Even fields of flowers
are dressing in their best because of You,
knowing they are blessed to be in bloom.
But what about November,
when the air is cold and wet winds blow.
Do they understand why they can’t grow?

And I could not pretend to know the difference
between the storms You send, and those I find.

you say you need proof. . .

. . .that my cohort is the best ever?

Well. I forgive you for doubting my word and submit the following:

We held our first high tea this afternoon.

Okay. Not technically "high tea" as it was at 3 and not 6. But still. We had tea. Cucumber sandwiches too!

I would've saved you one, but I don't think it would've kept very well.

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A Verse For You Today:

Ruth replied, "Don't urge me to leave you or to turn back from you. Where you go I will go, and where you stay I will stay. Your people will be my people and your God my God. ~ Ruth 1: 16

happy 2006!!

Woo-hoo!! Congratulations for surviving all the randomness that was 2005.

(How do you like the blue, Rashi?)

I am returned from a very long vacation in lovely and temperate Louisiana where I walked around in my flip-flops and t-shirts without feeling like I was putting my life in danger.

I suppose I am somewhat glad to be back up norf. For school, you know. Not for the pleasantness of the area or anything like that.

Classes begin on Tuesday, and I'm excited about classes beginning on Tuesday for the following reasons:

-- I have a seminar with a professor that I know is super-smart, super-interesting, AND! moderately hip. No lie. I even saw him wearing a fitted blazer some time last term. He's very boho-chic I think.

-- I'm taking a class called "The American Empire."

What? Who said the American Empire doesn't sound like an exciting topic for a course?

That's right. Nobody said that. Because nobody wants to feel my academic wrath.

(See how I put "wrath" in italics, meaning I italicized it? That means I ain't playing about the wrath. Better recognize. My wrath is serious. I'm talking cutting the eyes, taking a deeep breath, and going on for longer than you can even imagine (unless you've felt my wrath before) about the reasons why I'm right and you're wrong. Scary, right? Yeah. So don't test me about the wrath.)

(Okay, so I'm lying. My wrath is more like me shrugging my shoulders and saying "whatever" to whoever disagrees with me. But that's not as threatening is it? Ah, well.)

Now, what in the world was I talking about?

*scrolls back up the page* (you can do it too if you don't remember, but you're probably just wasting your energy since I'm probably going to reintroduce it down here, but you know. Do what you feel.)

Right. Reasons to be kind of excited about this new term. (See?)

-- I get to "buy" (buy = borrow from the library) books called Urban Triage: Race and the Fictions of Multiculturalism and Adventures in Singing. I absolutely can't wait to find out why multiculturalism is a crock, and I'm also hyped to find out what exactly can make singing an adventurous endeavor. (I'm guessing it has to do with either bungee cords or parachutes, but I'll let you know.)

-- last but not least, I get to take another class consisting entirely of my cohort and maybe one or two AMST dabblers. I have already mentioned how much I enjoy my (5-person, all female, all awesome) cohort, and that is because somehow -- despite rambling professors, ridiculous books/assignments, and first-year nervous stress/jitters -- we have all managed to make this grad school thing pleasant, enlightening, and periodically punctuated with home cooking, dancing, gossip, and karaoke. Yeah. And I think the karaoke says it all.

So what more can I say? One term down, five to go, but this new one's looking pretty good.


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A Verse For You Today:

Come, let us return to the Lord. He has torn us to pieces, but He will heal us. He has injured us but He will bind up our wounds.

Let us acknowledge the Lord; let us seek to know the Lord. As surely as the sun rises He will appear -- He will come to us like the winter rains, and like the spring rains which water the earth. ~ Hosea 6:1, 3