So… it’s 3 A.M…. 🙂 I am working on my Systematic Theology paper that is due tomorrow. Well, obviously I am not working on it right this second… because I am writing this… I am procrastinating finishing it though. 😉 About 2/3 of the way done.

You know, if I sat and wrote papers and didn’t stop writing until I was done I would be done writing them immensely fast… like within an hour maybe. Ah well… I like it better this way.

I slept a bit earlier… so I’m hoping that I will be ok in my lack of sleep tonight.

Anyway, I read a bit of C.S. Lewis earlier… “The Weight of Glory”.. anyway, I just found this one section to be kind of interesting, so I thought I’d share it.

“I have tried to stress throughout the inevitableness ofthe error made about every transposition by one who approaches it from the lower medium only. The strength of such a critic lies in the words “merely” or “nothing but.” He sees all the facts but not the meaning. Quite truly, therefore, he claims to have seen all the facts. There is nothing else there; except the meaning. He is therefore, as regards the matter in hand, in the position of an animal. You will have noticed that most dogs cannot understand pointing. You point to a bit of food on the floor; the dog, instead of looking at the floor, sniffs your finger. A finger is a finger to him, and that is all. His world is all fact and no meaning. And in a period when factual realism is dominant we shall find people deliberately go about to inspect it analytically from the outside and regard the results of this analysis as truer than his experience. The extreme limit of this self-binding is seen in those who, like the rest of us, have consciousness, yet go about to study the human organism as if they did not know it was conscious. As long as this deliberate refusal to understand things from above, even where such understanding is possible, continues, it is idle to talk of any final victory over materialism. The critique of every experience from below, the volunatary ignoring of meaning and concentration on fact, will always have the same plausibility. There will always be evidence, and every month fresh evidence, to show that religion is only psychological, justice only self-protection, politics only economics, love only lust, and thought itself only cerebral biochemistry.”

There ya go. Drink that in 😉

Yeah, so I haven’t updated in a couple days…. sheesh people 😉 You act like I lead an interesting life or something. What in the world? How is Living Sacrifice playing on our campus radio station? There’s no way we have that in there and I have overlooked it! ah well.

So anyway, today I downloaded several episodes of a grand show…. before I tell you what it is…. I’ll give you a little thing for you to guess by…. if you know it, you rock… hard. if not… umm you don’t rock quite so hard. but don’t worry about it too much. i still love you. kind of. maybe.

“Growing up happens in a heartbeat. One day you’re in diapers; the next day you’re gone. But the memories of childhood stay with you for the long haul. I remember a place ….. a town ….. a house like a lot of houses…… A yard like a lot of other yards…. On a street like a lot of other streets. And the thing is ….. After all these years, I still look back … with WONDER.”

and the answer is…..


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The Wonder Years!

(as a side-note… I just won a new cd by a band called FewLeftStanding for knowing that that was Living Sacrifice that they were just playing… muahhaha)…

Anyway, yeah…. The Wonder Years is the greatest television show ever. And don’t you forget it. Watch it always. 11:30 a.m. on ABC Family. Weekdays. I will not miss a single episode. Tomorrow is episode 11: “Just Between You and Me… and Kirk and Paul and Paula and Becky”. It will be a good one. But then, they’re all good ones. Don’t miss it. Stay home from school, or work, or whatever you would otherwise be doing. They’ll understand. May the Wonder Years live on forever! And I demand that someone release the full series on DVD immediately. I will buy it exactly 2 seconds after someone does so.

Anyway, I think I am going to do an all nighter tonight. I don’t want to, but I think I will have to. I have a paper I need to write for tomorrow, and a paper I need to start writing… and I need to go do my 30 second PSA which I just found out is due tomorrow. Back to the studio for me…. here’s hoping they haven’t locked it since I left 😉

See you all later 😉
-Reese

All right.

Well yesterday was a good day. No complaints here. I will accept many more just like it.

I didn’t go to the Pedro the Lion concert I was wanting to go to… but that’s ok. I had to choose between that and Dustin’s birthday party. Since pretty much everyone bailed on the concert anyway, but also after I made sure the remaining people would still go if I wasn’t, I decided it would be nice to go to the party… plus it sounded like a lot of fun anyway… several people going that I’m sort of just now becoming friends with, so I was thinking it would be cool to do something with them too. Anyway, we went to the Olive Garden… Dustin and I got there first… put our names on the list, waited for other people… (actually it is more complicated then that, but I am simplifying the story for umm.. ease of writing’s sake)… anyway, Julie and Jessica (Jessie? one of those two… I forget) and Jamy (sp?) all showed up late… timing their arrival perfectly when Dustin decided to call to check with them. 😉 But that’s ok. There was no real need for them to be there sooner… 🙂 Then all dustin’s roomates came in shortly after we got the table… Thomas and AJ and Jon and… uhhh…. i… forget one of their names… oh well, so far that’s just one… I’m doing pretty good, I’d say ;)… anyway, one of them also brought his girlfriend, who I believe is named Ashley… but I’m not 100% sure on that one. Anyway, it was a pretty fun time hanging out and talking and stuff… and plus the food was really good (mmm… Chicken Marsala…)…

Then we went to a place called Wally’s… which is a pool hall. It was a lot of fun. My first game SUCKED… I got ONE stupid ball in. 😉 Anyway, then I played a game with AJ… and he gave me a few tips, which improved my game like tenfold 😉 So AJ… if you happen to read this… YOU ROCK… haha… then I played doubles with Jessie (who was on my team) and umm… the guy who’s name I forget, and Ashley. It was a very close game, but we won due to them knocking the 8 ball into the incorrect pocket. Then I just watched some people play and talked a bit. Then we left. Came back to the school and all that 😉

Haha.. upon stepping out of Dustin’s car, I realized just how badly I smelled of smoke…. I didn’t think it was all that bad until then. But yeah… I came in and had to take a shower because it was so bad that like… my skin smelled of it. And of course, my hair smelled of it really bad. But that’s ok, cuz it was a lot of fun.

I’ll write more sometime… but I’m done for now. Later.

[Edit: haha… I love this quote… just saw it on the five iron message board:

” Yeah, I don’t hate the Dennis, I hate the Devil. And I hate McDonalds, but that’s another story. You should have made out with her, but only after you had come to some sort of mutual commitment between you, her, her parents, and the Lord. That would be really cool.”

-Reese Roper]

yeah! i’m not a loser! 🙂

(note: this has nothing to do with StarCraft. I have talked to many of you about what this does have to do with though… so you all should know what I’m talking about.)

So I lost some games of StarCraft last night… and earlier tonight. Darn Dark Templar. Terrans should not have to put up with their crap. But since they do, I had to fend them off. my firebats were ready, but my medics were not quite trained yet as the first few dark templar came into the base… they fought valiantly, but the second wave of dark templar took them out of the picture. more followed, but ultimately the dark templar (and their dragoon escort) had the firebats defeated. In a moment of desperation, mines were laid upon the entrance to the base. Tanks were built. Soon the base was again flooded with dark templar. Mines were placed everywhere… the whole base had converged into a giant clump, surrounded by a mine field, and was itself a part of that mine field. Siege tanks in siege mode were also there… protected by a group of firebats. It was these brave souls who enabled me to slowly construct a fleet of wraiths. They held the enemy at bay. They dealt with the dragoons that soon came. They dealt with the psi-storming high templar. Upon construction of an expansion, my first fleet of wraiths kept it protected from harm. And soon another fleet followed. My fleets of wraiths soon overwhelmed his dark templar. They were no match. Suddenly, we realized with fear that they were trying to construct carriers. But luckily, we knew that would take a great deal of time. The wraiths found the stargates. The wraiths destroyed the stargates. Upon the destruction of the base which housed them, the protoss found themselves with no minerals. They were forced to surrender. The terrans were victorious.

Sweet, sweet victory.

Matt lost, and I can again rest knowing that I can beat him. 😉 Sleep will now be most wonderful 🙂

see? SEE?!!?!? what did I tell you? Oh no… they’re just harmless little furry animals… they’re so cuuuute… uh huh. let’s see you say they’re cute when they’re RIPPING off your face with their teeth. I would like to thank elliot for bringing this little piece of evidence to my attention.

Be on the lookout. If the attacks have started in London, they can’t be too far off for the rest of the world.

That’s all for tonight. There’s other stuff I kind of want to write about, but also kind of don’t want to. Not wanting to is overriding wanting to 😉

Hope you all have a wonderful night/day.

Well, I figured it was about time for me to update colors and such 🙂 So I did. I am probably going to mess around with them more later. But I am satisfied for now.

I did not get a part in the musical, as was expected. But hey, I gave it a shot, I guess. Acutally I was somewhat annoyed because I felt I wasn’t really given a fair chance. Had I been, I probably still wouldn’t have gotten a part, but still. Oh well. What can you do?

I should also clarify my last post… the one response I got seems to be someone demanding an explanation for my saying “stupid girls” 😉 I certainly do not say it with any seriousness. 🙂 I refuse to speak of it in detail here, you can ask me on AIM (Reese268) or MSN (Reese26@hotmail.com, but I’m not on MSN very much) if you want. Anyway, in general, as anyone who has had a serious discussion with me about this knows… and as I hope is somewhat apparent anyway… I have a great deal of respect for the female gender. And well… yeah. That is it in simplicity 🙂

So tomorrow I have class at 8 am. So I am sleeping soon. Night.

[Edit 1: Ok, not quite to sleep yet. 😉 I just remembered that I forgot to mention something, and so now I am….

In regards to the stupid girls thing, I also have to say that sometimes girls, are, in fact, stupid. A really cool guy here just got burned by one. I am not going to go into details, because this was second hand info when I got it, and.. yeah. Anyway, say a prayer for Ronnie if you think about it. He got kicked out of the school today… He’s an awesome guy. Hopefully he’ll be able to figure out what to do in light of this whole situation.]

-“How will we open the eyes of the dead,
When we are hollow, hollow.”

-Project 86, in “Hollow Again”

haha… stupid girls 😉 ah… that’s all i have to say about that. if you want to hear it explained more, i *MIGHT* tell you if you ask me 😉

anyway, i have been kind of sick. for like over a week now. Not REALLY sick mind you… just a little. but it’s annoying, and I don’t know why it won’t go away.

I have a test today. Will I go to class and take it, or will I play the sick card? I don’t know. I tend to want to play the sick card, but I don’t know. I’ll see how I feel. I didn’t feel well enough to study too much last night though… so that alone may have made my decision for me.

I am trying out for the school musical later tonight though… it is at 5. I would appreciate prayers for that.. just that I would do the best that I am capable of. My throat is kind of hurting, and the singing aspect is a pretty important one, as this is a 4 person cast. If I don’t get a part, it’s no big deal… I don’t really expect to get one… I just want to feel like I gave it my best 😉

Now, if you’ll excuse me… I have to get ready to go to lunch.

Today was the last day of the play. It was fun. Matinees suck so bad though… lol 😉 The fact that it’s bright outside ruins everything.

Anyway though… I was over there from 1:30 to 6:40 (in the chapel). It was quite the long day. Tearing everything down and putting all the chairs back was a major pain… but.. what can you do? 😉

The cast party at Pizza Hut was a lot of fun though. Talked with a group of people sitting near me for a long time. We stayed there till they closed… while everyone else had already left 😉 heh… Oh, and we kind of watched the Simpsons while we were there… but.. it was hard to follow what with all the distractions… but it also seemed kind of disappointing, for a halloween special. Oh well.

But.. I hope to see the people from the play who aren’t in any of my classes around campus some… for they were all really cool. And some of the conversation tonight was really encouraging…. people I actually identify with ;). Those seem to be few and far between down here.

Things can be a huge struggle sometimes. I hate not being able to convince people of what I know to be true…. I hate to be condemned based on what other people have done. I hate it that people go to school to become pastors or youth pastors and fail to be moral at all and have pathetic relationships with God. Honestly, people like that are what is wrong with Christianity. I don’t know. This is a combination of a bunch of thoughts that I’ve had throughout this week. Honestly though… knowing that some people are ministry majors …. it can be a disturbing thought.

“i only wanted such a little thing
only simplicity
and now that i am who i was taught to be
you have abandoned me
i held so tightly to every word you said
that’s the price of the respect you’ve always demanded
and all those things i’ve gathered through the years
have no value here

(chorus)
i need to find a place where i can breathe
somewhere high above this empty landscape
where the air is clear
and i need to find it while i still can

in a world like this
how can you wonder at my sadness?
now i hope for something beautiful
but i feel trapped under your waves of wreckage
and if i cannot claw my own way through
i fear one day i will be just like you

in this land of vacant stars
in the backseats of desperate cars
in single-mother topless bars
we ache for something more
your sons and your daughters
are unwilling martyrs
to the devils, priests, and other thieves
and their wars and rumors of war
i need a handgun and a hand grenade
to protect me from those who keep me safe
still i remember you straight face:
“Some day this will all be yours.””

-“A Place Where I Can Breathe,” by Stavesacre