life is precious life is sweet

so, can i just say that i am a fan of life? paul may look down on my for loving life, but you know, paul and i would probably not always get along anyway. today was the third day of school, and well, exhuastion is now my continual state of being, but im always doing things i love, so thats good.
right now im at this job in the chapel that consists of sitting at a desk, talking to people who may walk by, and answering a phone that never rings. its basically the best job ever. Cara and i got rice bowl and had discipleship time together. i was thinking this would be a good chuck on 4.5 hours to get a lot of studying done. i've read 6 chapters of proverbs. oh well.
i just met this super nice guy who is on the board of trustees here at furman and his name is lloyd batson, i have his name card because he gave it to me when he lost his homemade cane. i was gonna look for it and let him know if i found it. well, i found it on the window sill while he was in the bathroom. we then talked. he said he needs the cane because the ground wabbles. something about infrared radiation to his foot. he was amazingly precious, my elderly person crush. he talked for awhile, and then he left cause he said he had to deliver his lady friend to her home. she was a missionary with her husband back in the day, and the man has his wife's blessing to carry her home at night. he gave a mischevious little laugh at that comment. yeah, it pretty much made my day.

Also, Cara's grandparents live in the house that Dr. Shelley's parents used to own.

ok, i guess i should read a little bit. or ride Adam hawk's cool vehicle.