On Wednesday night, my friend Meredith gave me a book called The Doomsday Book by Connie Willis. Unfortunately, it was very good. I say unfortunately, because of the 16 hours of sleep I should have got between Wednesday and Thursday nights, 7 of them were stolen staying up reading.

The funny thing is, you don't even fully enjoy a book when it's two in the morning and you're exhausted. Maybe next year I'll work on my reading addiction. I've got other things to think about right now! Nevertheless, the book was excellent. Very sad, but the kind of story that sticks in your mind and causes you to come back and dwell on it later. Highly recommended. Science Fiction your mom would like — at least I'm pretty sure mine would. (hi mom!)

Tonight Meredith came over to hang out. She'd just got done with a conference at Grace Ministries, and was totally stoked about God. Very sweet. I'm starting to get my own stoke on again, which is cool — keep it coming, Lord!

Gotta go running sometime tomorrow. I've been putting it off. I ran last on Tuesday, and before that it was a whole week. The weather hasn't exactly been helpful — varying between overcast, drizzly, or pouring with only occasional gaps of sunshine — for the last month or so now.