I’ve finally managed to get sick, after spending two weekends with my family while all of them were sick.  Then coming back to the college and having everyone else get sick while all this time feeling perfectly good myself.  I started to believe it wasn’t going to happen to me.  Then over the last few days, I started get a sore throat in the morning.  Finally, Sunday morning, while I was in Montreal, I woke up with my throat really sore and just feeling generally awful, by today it was a full fledged cold.

What does this mean?  I can’t think straight.  I wanted to comment about the Mark Driscoll incident, but can’t seem to form a cogent argument.  I have some other posts I want to finish including one on evolution, but I still haven’t formed the arguments to the point where I think they’re respectable enough to publish here.

So yeah, today no moral tale or deep thoughts just me with a stuffed head writing on a laptop in my bedroom.  I guess you could consider this like a diary entry without the pretense that I don’t want someone to find it and read it.  So back to hacking, couging, and trying to write an essay for school.