Two Days After the Day Before Yesterday

Greetings,
Obviously, the "posting every night before I go to bed" thing did not really work out very well, partly because for the past few days I have not been going to bed during what is technically considered 'night,' and partly because the last few days have been (ostensibly) dominated by schoolwork, and there is little worth sharing. I suppose, then, I could have lowered the bucket of determination into the wellspring of creativity and drawn forth fresh water for one and all, but I have this nagging shoulder injury, you see, and the bucket has a hole in it, and...
Had a meeting this Thursday to discuss the topic of my "Big Paper" for my theology seminar. Still a little bit fuzzy, but I am thinking of doing something on free will (or *not* doing something on free will...ha! get it?...you see, because...oh, never mind) or the temporality of God, or original sin, or the failure of Christianity to take root in 17th century Japan. At least my ideas are all related somehow.
Fencing today. Somehow in six bouts I managed to remain undefeated, though I am sure I owe a bit more to happenstance and special intervention by St. George and St. Belvidere (the patron saint of novice fencers studying abroad in Oxford who have blue eyes...and schizophrenics, oddly enough); I even managed to avenge my loss last week to Simon, though I still believe he is a better fencer. (Bouting Simon is fun, because I get the feeling I am "really swordfighting," with lots of aggression, wild flurries, and stylish bladework.)
Tonight as I was turning down Pullens Lane, whereupon is my humble abode, I found a particularly fine stick. It was calling me, just like Excalibur, only without the rock or the bothersome claim to the throne. I have yet to determine if it is a fighting stick, a walking stick, or that most rare of naturally occurring wooden constructs: a fighting walking stick.
Oh, and you all must go here as soon as humanly possible and watch the video. It is a Vines rendition of "The Real World." Yours truly has only a cameo appearance (cameotic?), but it is very well done, and will introduce you to some of my housemates.
Grace be with you all,
Brian