10-26-02 - 2:25 p.m.

Yesterday was productive, finally. After work I went to the college radio station to record some a capella hymns with my brother and two of his friends. It was fun! It reminded me that working with people is one of my favorite ways to meet people and get to know them. The reason we were recording them is not fun. They are a gift to a family my brother and I know because the father is near death from cancer. Our families have been friends at least since I was born.

After that I went home and slept. Then I went to the library, wrote yesterday's entry, talked to people on AIM, found MyIM and installed it, came home, folded my clothes, memorized some Hebrew vocabulary, and made a significant start on my Mark exegesis paper.

Oh yes, and between coming home and folding my clothes, I helped my housemate Carlos install his printer. Carlos fixes houses and reads theology, but computers are foreign territory to him. While the printer driver was being installed, he looked at the bar move across the window and said, "Oh, it's charging." I laughed and told him what it was doing.

Later we started talking about other things, and he showed me a story he wrote ten years ago about growing up in a one-room house in a little village in Mexico and missing his mom as she went into the city to work every day and playing with castles made out of mud. Wow. It made me want to be a little boy in his village.

So um, I guess that was my day. I wish I were better at narrating events.

It is strange to think that while one person's life is ending, other people's lives go on. Recording those hymns was only one part of my day. I was very glad to be able to do it, though. It's certainly better than just sending a card.