Come Sail Away

So, I don't know why or from where this urge comes, but I have fallen head over heals. I can't remember the last time anything material brought me such consistent satisfaction.
What is the object of my affection?
Oh, it is the beauteous sounds of Styx, more specifically, the song "Come Sail Away."
Now, before we all jump on the boat against my likings, I will be the first to admit that they do come off a bit like a Queen knock-off band. But that does not derail my enthusiasm for this song.
This morning as I was shredding paper at work I put my iPod on "Shuffle" and the first song out of the starting gate was in fact, "Come Sail Away." Now, since Memorial Day Weekend this song has gone from being played once to nearing the bottom position of my "Top 25 Most Played" playlist.
I. LOVES. IT.
'Nough said. I texted my Twitter this morning about what a good time I was having listening to Styx. I just love this song. It's beginning to rival Boston's "More Than A Feeling."

That's all I really have to say. I guess if you were interested in more news, I would tell you that last night I started my first Star Wars marathon of the summer with Jeremy (Kee), and we were later joined by Patrick McDonald. That was fun.
Oh, my cell phone sucks. It turns itself off about once a day now. That's kind of disturbing. Plus it also goes "Restricted" about once a week. That's comforting, but not really. If anyone knows what could be going wrong please tell me. I've been to three different AT&T stores in less than a month and the most help I got was a new SIM card and a number for a man who repairs cracked face plates.
All right.
Go listen to Styx. I recommend it.

Sunday's Here! Hallelujah!

I have no idea if those are the exact right words and punctuation, but oh well.

So, the week of hell is over. I finished my book review last night -- erm, this morning -- around 4 am. I've got to say, it's pretty good. Probably one of the better papers I've written in college so far. I don't think I could have written a better one even if I had read my book cover to cover and all over again a few times. I feel that good about it.
But, there is a catch to my happiness.
I set two alarms last night when I went to bed, one for 8:30 and another for 8:36, and slept through BOTH OF THEM!!! The paper was due at 9 and I didn't wake until a little after 10!!! Oh man, the first thing I did was pull out the laptop and email Dr. Bryant my paper with the most sincere apology I could write after being awake for only 10 minutes. Gah, I hope he accepts it.
And, the Mass Media project.
So, I'm not going to lie, this project is probably one of the best I've EVER done at anything, and I haven't really felt more proud of or been more encouraged to do the work for any project more than this one. My project, in case you were wondering, was to analyze the Star Wars films and compare the elements, characters, themes, events in the movie to corresponding Christian elements, characters, themes, events etc. So, for example, Anakin Skywalker's fall is an echo of the Fall of Man, and Luke Skywalker's redemption of his father from the Dark Side is a parallel of Christ's redemptive work on the cross.
Well.
With about two or three minutes left in my presentation, MRS. VICTORIA KENDIG, decides to interject her own opinion. She says, "I don't really like it when people try to compare Christ to other characters. And I think this is probably one of the worst I've seen..."
Oh yeah.
I tried to wait and see if she was going to finish that with some sort of sarcastic punch-line, or maybe turn it around to at least try and be constructive, but no. She said a few more things that furthered her point, but WHO THE HECK INSULTS A STUDENT IN THE MIDDLE OF THEIR PRESENTATION!?!?!?!?
Furthermore, if she had such a problem with my topic and the material I would be presenting, why did she approve my topic in the first place when she first received my proposal, THREE MONTHS AGO?!?!?!? She's had plenty of time to let me know this would offend her, or at least possibly be inappropriate, why the heck would she wait until the MIDDLE of my presentation to do so?
Yeah.
I.
WAS.
MAD!