8AM Classes On Fridays

When My Alarm Goes Off I’m Like:

Not. Happening.

It’s been a long week. A lot of homework. A lot of reading. Appointments. Meetings. Lectures. Papers. Blah, blah, blah. Etc, etc… #firstworldproblems yea, yea, yea.

And last night was Thursday and the Mexican place up the road has a special on margaritas and football was on and I got into a discussion on the theological implications of art in culture and whether or not Taylor Swift passes the litmus test for unadulterated artist (the verdict is still out, I’ll get back to you) and I didn’t get home until the wee hours of the morning (read: midnight…I’m a seminary student, not a frat bro getting an MBA) and then I couldn’t sleep because tequila+caffeine+fascinating discussions when Lady Gaga and Calvin are mentioned in the same sentence = um, why aren’t we dancing? and now my alarm is going off beckoning me to wake up and parse Hebrew verbs and exegete the meaning of toledots in the opening Genesis chapters and just….

couldn’t this wait till 10?

….Maybe even 9….thirty?


Happy Friday.


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