Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Gay Guy in Seminary: Day 171 (Wednesday: Supposed Easy Day)

I generally like Wednesdays because they're usually a day where I can relax a little. Not so today.

I got up to go to Centering Prayer, which is not all that different from what I had to do last term, but this time, I had to pick up Faith because she is still on crutches, again, not a big deal 'cuz I did it all through Jan Term.

Class was about an hour, then Faith, Kimberlee and I went to the library to do our Exegesis homework. I must admit this is the beginning of my second semester and this is the first time I've spent any king of significant time in the library. (Read: ALL DAY)

For those that don't know, there are a lot of steps to get up to the library, actually quite a workout. Going up and down a couple times isn't so bad, but for some reason, the way the timing worked out on everything today, I saw A LOT OF STAIRS.

Noon rolled around, and it was time to pick up my student loan check. Down the stairs, up to the 3rd floor to the business office. I called Faith to let her know she should probably get to the business office before a line formed.

Down the stairs, met Faith at the bottom. I told her I wanted to go to the Sunflower cafe for lunch and asked if she wanted to go with me. She said she did and I told her I would meet her at the place where we were standing after she picked up her check and that I needed to make a quick run to my apartment.

Went down the hill, up to the 3rd floor that I live on, back up the hill, picked up Faith, and we had lunch.

Went to US Bank to open a new checking account 'cuz Wells Fargo sucks, went with Faith so she could take care of some banking at Bank of America, drove back up to the library.

I had picked up some pastries at comforts, so I went up to the 2nd floor of Scott to put them in the fridge in the student lounge. Down the stairs, up the stairs to the library, realized I didn't have the papers I had been working on to finish my homework. I went back down the stairs, up the stairs in Scott to retrieve my food since I was going to my apartment, down the stairs, down the hill, up to the 3rd floor and put some chicken in the oven. Took out the trash (I had my papers with me) went up the hill, up the stairs to the library, did some more work.

It was nearing 5:00 and I realized I still needed to get the reader for Theology. Down the stairs, into Montgomery (thank God I was staying on the first floor). Secretary wasn't there, someone suggested I go down to the mailroom to see if she was there. I went down, she wasn't, I went up, out, and up the stairs to the library to do some reading.

5:45 rolls around, time to turn off the oven, so I go down the stairs, down the hill, up to the 3rd floor, realize my roommate has already turned off the oven (hoping he didn't do it too soon) took phone call from Stacey, ate Napoleon (the dessert, not the person).

Down the stairs, up the hill, up the stairs, back at the library, did some reading, now writing blog. Gasp!

Before my day is done, I will have to at the very least, go down the library stairs, go up the stairs to my apartment and finish the reading for Theology. Now realizing why I don't go to the library.


  1. Upside of course, all this exersize is really good for you...really, it is I swear. Although the reason why we have to feel completely crappy while doing something that is good for us totally escapes me.