I don't think the Hesburgh Library has enough copies of the Imitation of Christ. Just four shelves full? And we call this a Catholic school? Really, Fr. Jenkins. Ad hoc committee THAT.
Also, after using bathrooms on the 12th floor, 2nd floor, and basement yesterday, combined with the evidence I have carefully gathered throughout the past three years, I am now officially convinced that there is not a single air hand dryer on this entire campus on which "1. Press button" has not been scratched out to read, "1. Press butt."
My Catholic Reformation final paper tracing the motif of exile in the writings of St. Ignatius and Thomas a Kempis should have been turned in two hours and 54 minutes ago. Sometimes I think I can feel all the coffee I've consumed throughout the past three weeks actually eating away at my stomach lining. I hope that's not what's really happening. Finals. Love it.
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I have an over-abundance of acid-reducer in my room left over from finals last semester. Come over. We'll have a Pepcid party.
And then we can knit, pet our cats, and talk about our rheumatism. Ah, premature old age. Isn't it great?
Love you.
St Ignatius? YES! We need to talk when I get back. Will you be in SoBend this summer? Because I'll be getting back to the 'States just in time to celebrate his feastday on Jul 31...
i just wanted to let you know that i read this a few days ago, but today i was sitting listening to a presentation and "push butt" popped into my head, and i had to stifle a little laugh and cover my smile. thanks for making an otherwise boring afternoon not so much so.
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