As far as Cedar Point itself, made friends and psudo-enemies (you can only feud so much with a person when you have to see them every dang day.) Made one good friend who I really hope to keep contact with, but we’ll see how it goes.

It was nice going to Mass in my home parish again insomuch as I was dang glad to have a kneeler again and I missed singing the Gloria. In the Masses in Hotel Breakers, we just recited it.

So now begins another phase of my life. We’ll see how it goes, ne? If God doesn’t have my back, I’m sunk, but seeing as how He’s held my sorry hide in existance for 24 years, I think I’ll survive.

God bless!

This makes me smile. It also clarifies the nature of the excommunications for the SSPX.

I’m at work right now. I was treated to a great hand bell choir concert as a result. My final (I think…) band concert of college is tomorrow, and I’m uber sad about that. I really do love band, though my behavior (i.e. practicing and such,) probably says the exact opposite. =-( I want to play at least on the intermission piece at Commencement, as well as at the Baccalaureate Mass, where I’ll also be singing.

Job hunt is on the bullet train to Nowheresville. St. Joseph, ora pro nobis…