Responsible Drew: Let’s see here….a sermon, a Greek test, a theology paper and a massive ethics project due all in the next two weeks? Well, we’d better get going! [Mentally whistling the dwarves' song from Snow White]
Evil Drew: But I don’t wanna! You’re so mean! I never get to have any fun! [full tantrum mode]
RD: Don’t you do this to me again. I refuse to be the bad guy here!
ED: Oh, but you are. You never let me play.
RD: That’s not true! Give me one example!
ED: [This has been edited to preserve intra-personality confidentiality, but understand that ED decisively wins]
RD: Oh wow. You’re right. What should we do?
ED: Blog.
RD: Blog?
ED: Yes, blog, my precious! (Sorry, felt the urge for a Gollum reference given the context)
And so Evil Drew carries the day. This is what seminary does to you. You enter as a nice, clean-cut, Christian guy and by the end of it you’re running around on all fours in a loincloth.
Strife
November 2, 2005 by Drew Jones
Insanity. Chaos. Sheer pandemoneum. This is my life now. And what am I doing instead of working? Blogging. That’s right- blogging. For all of you psychology majors, this blog has now become a coping mechanism. It’s like my drug. Escapism, if you will. It’s a wild conversation in my head that goes something like this:
There are several issues in this entry that I could/should be concerned about, but really the biggest concern I have is that part about the loincloth…no, Drew, no.
Drew (a.k.a Nebuchadnezzer)