you know when you’re an extrovert when
you party hardy at midnight breakfast but have to leave it right when the midnight blast happens because you’re on duty and you get back to your room and suddenly get really sad because you wanna be out with the whole school dancing the last day of school away but instead you’re in your room by yourself looking at lecture slides.
12:58 am • 12 December 2013
“One of the more provocatively counterintuitive ways of expressing the difference between God and every contingent reality is to say that God, as the source of all being, is, properly speaking, not himself *a* being…The precise sense in which God is not a being, or indeed the sense in which he could even be said not to ‘exist’, is as as some discrete object, essentially distinct from all others, ‘standing forth’ (which is what ‘exist’ means, etymologically speaking) from being as such. *A* being of that kind…is at once both intrinsically composite and extrinsically enumerable: that is, every particular being is made up of a collection of parts and is also itself a discrete item within the sum total of existing things. All of this is precisely what classical metaphysical theism says God is not. He is instead the infinite to which nothing can add and from which nothing can subtract, and he himself is not some object in addition to other objects. He is the source and fullness of all being, the actuality in which all finite things live, move, and have their being, or in which all things hold together; and so he is also the reality that is present in all things as the very act of their existence. God, in short, is not a being but is at once ‘beyond being’ (in the sense that he transcends the totality of existing things) and also absolute ‘Being itself’ (in the sense that he is the source and ground of all things).”
— David Bentley Hart (via onancientpaths)
2:41 pm • 11 December 2013 • 17 notes
IT HAD BEEN SO LONG SINCE I HAD TOUCHED THE PINTEREST WEDDING BOARD AND AT THE WRONG TIME AND THE WRONG PLACE UNDER THE WRONG INFLUENCE I WENT BACK AND NOW I’M SO FAR DOWN THE HOLE THERE’S NO WAY OUT SOMEONE SEND HELP
12:20 am • 11 December 2013
I feel like because we haven’t seen each other in a while, it makes it easier for me to be friendly with you, even though inside it’s hard for me to say you’re the same person to me because it feels like you’ve completely changed. You’re not the same person I knew and it’s hard for me to believe you’re the same person who shared the same values as me. The distance also makes it easier for me to ignore, forget, and not worry about confrontation.
But soon enough I’ll be seeing you again and I’ll have to figure myself out. Are you still you? Or am I being hurtful.
The latter is possible. But you don’t know that I was hurt in the process.
I’m sorry I have to be passive aggressive. I just haven’t come to terms with how I really feel and so I haven’t been able to grow a set to actually talk to you about it.
11:50 pm • 10 December 2013
snow day priorities ctd.
||I got moscato just in case
||just in case.... what ;)
||your half of the snow day
1:17 am • 10 December 2013
i keep feeling like i am behind on my finals to-do but when i look at the numbers i am doing pretty good on time. WHEN (not if) I finish my paper on time tonight then all I have left is to study for 2 exams next week and do one small paper.
Whee. now dont slack.
11:16 pm • 9 December 2013
||gotta pick up beer for tomorrow
||what's going on tomorrow
11:10 pm • 9 December 2013
White is a colour. It is not a mere absence of colour; it is a shining and affirmative thing, as fierce as red, as definite as black … And one of the two or three defiant verities of real Christianity is exactly this same thing; the chief assertion of religious morality is that white is a colour.
Virtue is not the absence of vices or the avoidance of moral dangers; virtue is a vivid and separate thing, like pain or a particular smell.
Mercy does not mean not being cruel or sparing people revenge or punishment; it means a plain and positive thing like the sun, which one has either seen or not seen.
Chastity does not mean abstention from sexual wrong; it means something flaming, like Joan of Arc.
In a word, God paints in many colours, but he never paints so gorgeously, I had almost said so gaudily, as when He paints in white.
G.K. Chesterton, Tremendous Trifles
(Source: wearefearfullyandwonderfullymade, via crusadermaximus)
10:57 pm • 9 December 2013 • 181 notes
I missed the Sound of Music Live on NBC yesterday and so I decided to watch it today while at work and WHAT a bad decision…
Give me my Julie Andrews back. Bring back her magical octaves and springy baby deer-like presence. Carrie, you’re great but you are NOT my Frauline Maria.
oh, my aching back.
3:04 pm • 6 December 2013 • 3 notes
what happens when 2 foodies get sent to NYC
plans to splurge on ALL the hip food places!
currently making a list of places to hit:
•Pomme Frites (esp excited for this one.. the holy grail of dipping sauces!!)
This’ll be awesome. So I wanna go to places I haven’t already been in the past, but bets are it’s gonna be cold. soooo, suggestions?
also we don’t have TOO much time, most of our day will be spent on set at the The Colbert Report (whaaaaat??) so if it comes down to arriving in NYC, eating our hearts out, Colbert, then eating some more until we get on the bus… das cool.
12:32 am • 5 December 2013 • 1 note
blech. the person closest to me changed and i don’t like it.
not over it.
10:52 pm • 4 December 2013 • 1 note
ugh why do i spend money on food when i can just eat taco bell it’s so delicious and so cheap omg
10:45 pm • 4 December 2013