post-birthday, but also post-blog-party and post-morning-with-my-students (today's sermon: "Celebrating Harry Potter: Spiritual Seeing & Living" by the Rev. Keith Thompson.)
I start to question everything when I get lonely: the meaning of life, my own self-worth, the authenticity of my relationships, the unfairness of some people being this beautiful, and the all around strangeness that is people's obsession with True Blood **
By tomorrow I'll be okay again, of course. For now, I'm going to go do something totally self-indulgent. I know you're going to be jealous.
I'm going to go hit Sephora. If you haven't heard from me in three weeks, send the search parties there.
*That one's for you, Travis.
** Come on. Sookie Stackhouse as a name? Seriously? And Stephen Moyer? Could we get a less attractive vampire? And....no I haven't read or seen any of the series. I guess it can't be worse than Twilight.