Theresa Schindler, RIP

She is safe with Our Lord now. Other than that, words can not express ... :: simmers ::

In other, much less compelling news, I seem to have developed the habit of falling asleep in my Introduction to Fine Arts classes. True, we have only had two classes, and it is at 8 a.m, but I thought I saw the professor glaring at me, as though to say, "What, you don't find these wonderfully intricate theories about the nature and purpose of art to be just fascinating?" No ...

I just have to go to bed earlier. I was up 'till 2:30 Tuesday night, doing nothing in particular, and I got up at 7 for the class. I am not one of those people who can function on four-and-a-half hours of sleep, alas.

Confirmation is coming up super quick. I am going home tonight, and I have yet to pack, ick. Or pick a nice skirt to wear. Ohhhhh, I have way to much to do and not enough time to do it (nothing new for me, lol). Pray for me, the Schindler family, and for the repose of Mrs. Schiavo's soul.