I've majorly neglected this thing for the last few days and have myriad and paltry excuses, none of which are worth their weight in binary. However, even though I've written very, very little in this past week, I can't rid myself of the feeling that there, in all honesty, really has been little worth writing down. I went over to Trevor's on Friday night; we went on a walk at about two in the morning, got back about an hour and a half later, went to sleep some time after that and awoke grumpily in the morning. Aside from that, break has been more or less colorless. Oh yes, and today is Easter. Chocolate - one, resurrection - zero.
All I mean by that last bit is that the former is much more successful in evoking a positive visceral response in me than the most commonly cited instance of the latter. There's a good possibility that this is due to the fact that chocolate isn't pastel-colored. Resurrection probably isn't either, but I think I associate the two for some reason. I think of Jesus stepping out of the tomb, garbed in the requisite white robe, and with some kind of pale green sash and maybe a few small pink-bow-bestowed bunnies hopping near His feet, and revulsion ensues.
posted on Sunday, April 20, 2003
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