Cellular Complications

The only good songs on the radio last night during the country show on 88.9fm were the sad ones.

I ate a lot of pancakes this morning for breakfast. They were really good. Dianne and I went with here friend Ben. Cool guy. Nice dude.

Godamn it. It's one of those days when I have a lot on my mind but nowhere to lay it down. Here? HA. I should have brought my journal from SD up here. I wonder if I should go to confession. I'm not baptised. Sometimes I wonder if I should just to be safe. Haha. Yeah, that's the extent of my religious practice right there. Don't do things just in case. Haha, not really. You know, I don't know where my spirituality has gone, not in that it has disappeared, but rather I'm not sure if it's gotten strong er or not. It's just different than it used to be. I can't practice organized relgion, but I can look around me and see wonderful things. And while taking Life Science classes I can't decide whether the complete and utter complication of the simplest things either support the existence of discredit it. I almost don't think God would make things so complex, yet it seems so hard to believe that it took ONLY those billions of years to create it through evolution and really when it comes down to it -- chance.

Anyways, I should probably start studying the material for the midterm on Monday, rather than philosophize about it.

Damn. Sometimes I wish I was a North Campus Major.

That's a lie.

The fact that my cells are doing a bunch of stuff right now really weirds me out.