I'm getting better with not regretting things. Gradually. I mean, if I hadn't fucked up every career decision I made before I was 25, I'd never have been in a position to drop everything and go to England for a year. So I wouldn't have had that whole wonderful experience, and, incidentally, I never would've met Dylan. Which is not to say I wouldn't have had wonderful experiences and met someone great for me if I'd followed one of those other paths, but where I am now is a pretty good place to be.

And I've even started forgiving myself for having been such a gung-ho fundamentalist in my college days. In some ways I was immature for my age, and I'd had a very sheltered upbringing, so it probably wasn't so bad for me to end up in a place where I kind of sheltered myself until I was ready to deal with the world on my own terms. And it wasn't all reading Passion and Purity and giving ourselves guilt and angst. I made some good friends, many of whom are still dear to me to this day, and had a lot of fun in college. Just because I'd do it differently with the wisdom I've gained since doesn't mean I did it wrong then.

JZ has a defense for Paul???

Oh yeah. She's a key apologist for any number of theologians and religious figures (cf. Lewis, C.S.).

Slut?

Edit: Sweet!

Plei, only 10.5 weeks? Where did the time go?

I *know*! It's just been flying by. We (finally) got the dressers moved out of the bedroom and into the little room that's off the bedroom, but then I measured and there's *still* not enough room for a crib (it's just barely too small a space), so we're going to need to re-think the bedroom layout, because we can't have the office cleared out, refloored, and rebedroomized by April.

Next house, the bedrooms are gonna be larger than 10'x10', damn it.

This thread is now dead.

Bitching continues in Laura "Spike's Bitches 22: You've got Angel breath" Feb 9, 2005 11:44:12 am PST