Theology with Mrissa: now with more butts!
Writing books is like that, too, consistently knocking one on one's butt. And I love writing books. So there you have that.
Also porphyrin & co.'s pastor had to ask me if I was a theology student. Of course. Because any time I speak to a clergybeing who doesn't know me, they have to ask if I'm a theology student. It's a rule. I think next time I'm in a strange house of worship where they have, "Hello, my name is" badges, I will write, "not a theology student" on mine. Except Not-A-Theology-Student is an even worse name than Echidna-Warrior, so maybe not. (I was music-geeking! I wasn't even theology-geeking! It was not my fault!)
--go to Walgreen's and Hallmark
--make sure parental abode has not burned to the ground in their absence
--take timprov for back improvement and juice and/or Julius
--schedule medical appointment
ETA: I win at today.
I could reasonably do other things, and in fact I hope to. (Like eating and sleeping, for example.) But that's the main backbone of the list.