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I had my sociology exam today and I don't think I completely failed it, so I'm happy. Ah, how easily pleased we with low standards are.
Mere Christianity is FINISHED. I'm done! And it actually had "the end" at the end, so I felt extra satisfied. Except for the fact that I sort of didn't catch the last part. I need to reread that book. The majority of it was read on the bus, and walking from bus to subway, vice versa. Plus John said I could highlight *gets a highlighter happy glean in her eye* but I won't. I still feel like it's desecration to mark up a book. Maybe I'll use a pencil...
My T.A. Jason thinks I'm a dumbass. He probably thought I had potential at the beginning of the year, but by now has lost all hope. I try to impress him. I try to make insightful comments during discussion, I try to ask good questions, I try to make jokes when he's not in the teaching environment. But I fail. I stumble on my words, I blush, I forget what my point was, I don't wear my glasses so that when he's 50 feet away from me and making hand gestures regarding the girl sitting next to me I don't understand so I make faces that are probably very unattractive and then he has to walk over to talk to us. *sigh* I'm so ashamed of myself.
I started reading a book by Thomas Moore. No, not THAT guy. This guy is still alive and kicking. It's called "The Soul of Sex". He used to be a monk in a Catholic religious order and has various degrees in theology, musicology, and philosophy. It was in the psychology section. And by that I do mean it was in the "On Sale" bin at the front of a second rate book store. I picked it up for three reasons:
1. It seemed religiousy
2. It was about sex
3. It was $4.99
Not that I would buy just any book that was about sex. I got this specifically because it was a religiousy book about sex. I'm thinking about changing the focus of my deviant behaviour essay from sadomasochism, to extra marital sex. (I'll tweak it out..just not now) As it turns out, this book isn't very religious at all. It talks alot about spirituality, but it isn't the sort of thing I was expecting. I was expecting a more christian perspective, but from what I've gathered so far, this author has totally sold out in order to be mass appealing and to "justify" his religious standing. I'll quote the part that seemed interesting.
"Although I was brought up in a thoroughly Catholic environment, which is well known to be prudish and reticent about sexual matters, I deeply appreciate the erotic life..."
This isn't all that got to me, although it does insinuate that Catholics breed a type of distaste for sexual mattes, a belief I have held personally for many years, and am currently working to break away from. All of his references to the spiritual so far have been Pagan. It's interesting... I'd like to see where he goes with this...I just don't actually want to do the reading. Maybe this isn't the right book to be reading right after two doses of C.S. Lewis. I should work my way back into the world of psychological touchy feely bullshit slowly.
Oh ya, he refers to himself as a psychotherapist. Here's a warning to everyone out there: ANYONE can call themselves a psychotherapist. It means jack shit. They are not a qualified professional. That was unrelated. I just wanted you to know not to go to someone's basement and divulge your presonal life to them just cause they have a sign in the window saying "The psychotherapist is in".
But you know I won't give up. I'll finish the book (who knows, it might be a good resource for my essay), and let you know what I think of it in the end. After all, I think it's unfair to judge something by the first two chapters alone.
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