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{Thursday, October 30, 2003  }


One day I'll stop doing these... maybe...


You are Morpheus-
You are Morpheus, from "The Matrix." You
have strong faith in yourself and those around
you. A true leader, you are relentless in your
persuit.


What Matrix Persona Are You?
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You are philosophy. Studied by a huge, poorly-paid
community of great intellectual minds, you are
always providing more questions than answers.
You exist to plague humanity with
overconfidence and, at the same time, soul-
shaking uncertainty. People take you seriously
- if they take you at all, that is. I mean,
you're probably required to graduate, aren't
you?
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here for another time consuming study-
distraction!



WHAT KIND OF QUIZ ARE YOU?
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Look at that. I am Philosophy. Watch out, I'll come to you in your dreams with my tattered robes...

You're a Motherly little Girlfriend
-Motherly- You're the motherly type. You love to
take care of the one you love, and generally
you can be a bit overprotective and possessive,
but you know, that isn't always such a bad
thing. At least you'll be a good mom in the
future.


What Kind of Girlfriend Are You?
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(ain't it the truth??)

Riyo
Riyo - "Logical Change"
People of your personality type should visit:
www.life-blood.cjb.net


What would your Japanese name be? (female)
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Hi. My name is Riyo. *change* *wonders if that's like Ryoko...*


The Princess Bride
I'm sure it's no big surprise to you that your
romance is The Princess Bride. A heartwarming
tale of "Twue Wuve" that has giants,
Spainards and swashbuckling. You really do
think that love can overcome anything. You may
be a touch naive but your heart is certainly in
the right place. You've probably got one of
those relationships where proper nouns have
been replaced with "Snookums" and
"Pookie Pie". Eww. Beware a cuteness
overload.


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YES! THIS IS SO Jon and I!
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If all goes well, I'm going to write my exegesis paper for Understanding the Bible on Ephesians 5, including verses 21-24. I want to do 21-31, but that might be too long. Here's my Bible's translation:

"Be subordinate to one another out of reverence for Christ. Wives should be subordinate to their husbands as to the Lord. For the husband is head of his wife just as Christ is head of the church, he himself the savior of the body. As the church is subordinate to Christ, so wives should be subordinate to their husbands in everything. Husbands, love your wives, even as Christ loved the church and handed himself over for her to sanctify her, cleansing her by the bath of water with the word, that he might present to thimself the church in splendor, without spot or wrinkle or any such thing, that she might be holy and without blemish. So [also] husbands should love their wives as their own bodies. He who loves his wife loves himself. For no one hates his own flesh but rather nourishes and chastises it, even as Christ does the church, because we are members of his body. For this reason a man shall leave his father and mother / and cling to his wife / and the two shall become one flesh."

Cool, huh? The exegetes I'm going to use are Thomas Aquinas, John Chrysostom, and Pope Jon Paul II. Isn't that cool?
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{Wednesday, October 29, 2003  }


I figured out that I like to say the rosary better when I say it in Latin.

For your benefit and mine, the Latin rosary prayers at their most basic:
Ave Maria, gratia plena, Dominus tecum. Benedicta to in mulieribus, et Benedictus Fructus ventris tui Iesus. Sancta Maria, Mater Dei, ora pro nobis peccatoribus, nunc et in hora mortis nostrae.

Pater noster, qui es in caelis, sanctificetur nomen tuum. Adveniat regnum tuum. Fiat voluntas tua, sicut in caelo et in terra. Panem nostrum quotidianum da nobis hodie et demitte nobis debita nostra sicut et nos demittimus debitoribus nostris. Et ne nos inducas in tentationem, sed libera nos a malo.

Gloria Patri, et Filio, et Spiritu Sanctu, sicut erat in principio, et nunc, et semper, et in saecula saeculorum.

Salve Regina, mater misericordiae, vita, dulcedo, et spes nostra, salve. Ad te clamamus exsulses fillii Hevae. Ad te suspiramus, gementes et flentes in hac lacrimarum valle. Eia, ergo, advocata nostra, illos tuos misericordios oculus ad nos convertere. Et Iesum, benedictum fructus ventris tui, nobis post hoc exsilium ostende.

O clemens, o pia, o dulcis Virgo Maria,

V. Ora pro nobis, sancta Dei Genetris
R. Ut digni efficiamur promissionibus Christi.

Amen.


Also ...

MEMORARE, O piissima Virgo Maria, non esse auditum a saeculo, quemquam ad tua currentem praesidia, tua implorantem auxilia, tua petentem suffragia, esse derelictum. Ego tali animatus confidentia, ad te, Virgo Virginum, Mater, curro, ad te venio, coram te gemens peccator assisto. Noli, Mater Verbi, verba mea despicere; sed audi propitia et exaudi. Amen.

that is,

REMEMBER, O most gracious Virgin Mary, that never was it known that anyone who fled to thy protection, implored thy help, or sought thy intercession was left unaided. Inspired with this confidence, I fly to thee, O Virgin of virgins, my Mother; to thee do I come; before thee I stand, sinful and sorrowful. O Mother of the Word Incarnate, despise not my petitions, but in thy mercy hear and answer me. Amen.
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cflatmaj
Cb major - life is full of complecations,
commitments and organisation. You love to make
sure everything is just perfect, but sometimes
this can cause you to fall over your own feet.
A slightly unsociable key: why Cb major when
you could be the identical Bmajor? It has less
accidentals.


what key signature are you?
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dra
You are Form 5, Dragon: The Weaver.
"And The Dragon seperated the virtuous from
the sinful. He tore his eyes from his sockets
and used them to peer into the souls of those
on trial to make a judgement. He knew that
with endless knowledge came endless
responsibility."

Some examples of the Dragon Form are Athena
(Greek), St. Peter (Christian), and Surya
(Indian).
The Dragon is associated with the concept of
intelligence, the number 5, and the element of
wood.
His sign is the crescent moon.
As a member of Form 5, you are an intelligent and
wise individual. You weigh options by looking
at how logical they are and you know that while
there may not always be a right or wrong
choice, there is always a logical one. People
may say you are too indecisive, but it's only
because you want to do what's right. Dragons
are the best friends to have because they're
willing to learn.


Which Mythological Form Are You?
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(relativist!!)
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{Tuesday, October 28, 2003  }


You know, bad language from nice boys, especially bad language in front of girls, is not cool, and jokes and hints get really old really fast. Let's have a little more respect, okay?
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{Monday, October 27, 2003  }


Aha, pictures! View them at my new geocities account.
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I forgot to mention, there was a really fun "Dance through the Decades" dance on Saturday night. I took pictures -- but after that I broke my camera -- @#YUT#IU$T@#*@(^##*@&#^A&#*#@ . Our whole group got dressed up in 20's getup. We were so stylin'. [G] I have pictures... I'll find somewhere to upload them, since my geocities account seems to be defunct now.
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.:{I'm an awful wretch...}:.


I'm an awful wretch. I've been going back and reading my own blog, especially the 05/18/03 archive, and I kept thinking gosh... I wish I hadn't changed at all. It seems the stuff I wrote back then was much more intelligent and interesting than anything I write or think about nowadays. I've been afraid to mention this here -- though I may have, I forget -- but I feel like I haven't been fully able to think or act like myself since I've been here. My head has not felt it has been clear as it used to be, like there's a gauze preventing the profundity of Things from being comprehended as they used to and as they ought. Part of this reason is a lack of silence here -- being as close to Dallas as we are, there is always and everywhere the pervading traffic noise. This makes meditation difficult. And it used to be, with the deep silence at home, I had much time to sit and ponder. I finally spoke with John Esposito the other day, and I brought this topic up to him. In fact, I told him I had been rather afraid to call him precisely for this reason. [g] While I still was not mentally up-to-snuff, I feel that lately I have been much better. There's still a certain razor-sharp comprehension and logical rigidity that I feel I am missing. Not to say I was exactly razor-sharp and logically rigid before, but sometimes I *felt* like I was. [G]

This afternoon, I did get some contemplative time to myself. There was still that infernal traffic noise, but nonetheless. Immediately following my Homer class, I ... forget what I went to do. But I ran into Robert, and I begged him to let me check out the Divine Comedy and something by Williams on his library card (I myself, having incurred a $25 fee which I cannot pay, am now banned from checking out books until I am able to pay it. A just punishment, but I cannot STAND not reaading Dante and Williams any longer!!!). He did so, God bless the boy forever! After this, I walked up Seminary Hill and sat and read 20 pages about the Way of Exchange from Image of the City and Other Essays by Charles Williams, and two cantos from the Purgatorio. With those hours to myself reading, for the first time in months, what I myself chose to read, I was in heaven. I explored a bit, and decided to sing the Divine Mercy chaplet to myself as I walked, and when I finished that, I began a rosary in Latin. When I started the rosary, I started to walk back towards campus proper, and passed the chapel at five minutes till 5 (when mass starts), and so I thought I would stop in for mass, so I did. The priest was a bit ... odd. He rather nauseatingly emphasized community above all else and said some questionable things, but it was still the Mass, and I had forgotten about him until this very moment.

The whole afternoon, spent in spiritual contemplation, was wonderful. However, I wish I would have such an afternoon spent in intellectual contemplation! Having just read Plato's Republic (*expression of disgust*), I will agree on the fact that there is no higher earthly pleasure than philosophy. [G]

In my reading, I discovered a beautiful poem of Williams', for the most part based off of his Way of Exchange. I shall print it for you here:

(From Image of the City and Other Essays by Charles Williams)

APOLOGUE ON THE
PARABLE OF THE WEDDING GARMENT

From Time and Tide, December 1940

The Prince Immanuel gave a ball:
cards, adequately sent to all
who by the smallest kind of claim
were known to royalty by name,
held, red on white, the neat express
instruction printed: Fancy Dress.

Within Earth’s town there chanced to be
a gentleman of quality,
whose table, delicately decked,
centred at times the Court’s elect;
there Under-Secretaries dined,
Gold Sticks in Waiting spoke their mind,
or through the smoke of their cigars
discussed the taxes and the wars,
and ran administrations down,
but always blessed the Triune Crown.

The ball drew near; the evening came.
Our lordling, conscious of his name,
retained particular distaste
for dressing-up, and half-effaced,
by a subjective sleight of eye
objectionable objectivity –
the card’s direction. ‘I long since
have been familiar with the Prince
at public meetings and bazaars,
and even ridden in his cars,’
he though; ‘his Highness will excuse
a freedom, knowing that I use
always my motto to obey:
Egomet semper: I alway.’

Neatly and shiningly achieved
in evening dress, his car received
his figure, masked but otherwise
completely in his usual guise.
Behold, the Palace; and the guest
approached the Door among the rest.

The Great Hall opened: at his side
a voice breathed: ‘Pardon, sir.’ He spied,
half turned, a footman: ‘Sir, your card –
dare I request? This Door is barred
to all if not in fancy dress.’
‘Nonsense.’ ‘Your card, sir!’ ‘I confess
I have not strictly … an old friend …
his Highness … come, let me ascend.

My family has always been
in its own exquisite habit seen.
What, argue?’ Dropping rays of light
the footman uttered: ‘Sir, tonight
is strictly kept as strictly given;
the fair equivalents of heaven
exhibit at our lord’s desire
their other selves, and all require
virtues and beauties not their own
ere genuflecting at the Throne.
Sir, by your leave.’ ‘But –’ ‘Look and see.’
The footman’s blazing livery
in half-withdrawal left the throng
clear to his eyes. He saw along
the Great Hall and the Heavenly Stair
one blaze of glorious changes there.
Cloaks, brooches, decorations, swords,
jewels – every virtue that affords
(by dispensation of the Throne)
beauty to wearers not their own.
The guest his brother’s courage wore;
that, his wife’s zeal, while, just before,
she in his steady patience shone;
there a young lover had put on
the fine integrity of sense
his mistress used; magnificence
a father borrowed of his son,
who was not there ashamed to done
his father’s wise economy,
No he or she was he or she
merely: no single being dared,
except the Angels of the Guard,
come without other kind of dress
than his poor life had to profess,
and yet those very robes were shown,
when from preserval as his own
into another’s glory given,
bright ambiguities of heaven.

Below each change was manifest;
above, the Prince received each guest,
smiling. Our lordling gazed; in vain
he at the footman glanced again.
He had his own; his own was all
but that permitted at the Ball.
The darkness creeping down the street
received his virtuous shining feet;
and, courteous as such beings are,
the Angels bowed him to his car.
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ahhh, I felt so struck to the bone reading that! I then read it to Robert, Stephen, Eric, and Reeves, and they also seemed to like it.

Alas, it is now 10:30 and I'm afraid I must go read book VI of the Nicomachean Ethics. At least we're out of that awful Plato. I think Plato ought to have been shot.

In amusing news, I received the ISLAS Greek IV miderm from Dr. McMenomy. Compared to what I'm doing now in Homer class, it looks easy. I think I'll do it and send it to him just for fun, as I think my name was still accidentally on the Greek class email list.
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{Thursday, October 23, 2003  }


(aforementioned quotes from the book of Daniel, chapter 14)
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Another late-night conversation ...

Lauren (12:58:09 AM): And dig this --
Lauren (12:59:55 AM): "In Judea, there was a prophet, Habakkuk; he mixed some bread in a bowl with the stew he had boiled and was going to bring it to the reapers in the field, when an angel of the Lord told him, 'take the lunch you have to Daniel in the lions' den at Babylon.' But Habakkuk answered, 'Babylon, sir, I have never seen, and I do not know the den!" The angel of the Lord seized him by the crown of his head and carried him by the hair; with the speed of the wind, he set him down in Babylon above the den."
Lauren (1:00:08 AM): Holy cow, don't mess wi' them angels!
Lauren (1:00:16 AM): Also, it continues,
Jon (1:00:21 AM): dang
Lauren (1:00:43 AM): "'Daniel, Daniel,' cried Habakkuk, 'take the lunch God has sent you.'"
Lauren (1:00:44 AM): ROFL
Jon (1:00:49 AM): lol
Lauren (1:00:52 AM): "Eat the lunch God packed for you, honey"
Jon (1:00:55 AM): LOL!
Lauren (1:01:01 AM): that's a lunch *I* want to take to school!
Jon (1:01:12 AM): OH yeah!
Jon (1:01:15 AM): ;-)
Lauren (1:01:16 AM): LOL! :-D
Lauren (1:01:26 AM): "Man, my mom packed my lunch today... I have peanut butter and jelly."
Lauren (1:01:34 AM): "Oh yeah? GOD packed MY lunch!" "whoa"
Jon (1:01:38 AM): lol
Jon (1:02:56 AM): *pulls out a golden lunch box in the shape of the Ark of the Covenant, with a cursive engraving on the side: "From the kitchen of GOD"*
Lauren (1:03:02 AM): ROFL!!!
Jon (1:03:07 AM): ;-)
Lauren (1:03:25 AM): Heckyeah, that's what *I'm* talkin' about.
Jon (1:03:29 AM): lol
Jon (1:03:54 AM): Soon EVERY kid will want a mini-Ark lunchbox
Lauren (1:04:00 AM): LOL!!!
Jon (1:04:32 AM): Can you imagine the demand for that sort of item? God could get RICH!
Lauren (1:04:46 AM): Um, sweetie...
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{Tuesday, October 21, 2003  }


Ok i'm sorry to update with only stupid quizzes, but still I wanted to put these where I wouldn't forget them, because they're funny and just like me. [L]





Which Homestar Runner character are you?

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HASH(0x8731510)
obsessive compulsive


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{Thursday, October 16, 2003  }


Look!!! I'm not going to hell!!!

The Dante's Inferno Test has sent you to Purgatory!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
LevelScore
Purgatory (Repenting Believers)Extreme
Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)High
Level 2 (Lustful)Very Low
Level 3 (Gluttonous)Very Low
Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)Very Low
Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)Low
Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)Very Low
Level 7 (Violent)Very Low
Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)Low
Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)Very Low

Take the Dante's Inferno Hell Test
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