Well, it all started when...

Having enlightened upon the novelty of researching an essay before writing it a few months ago, and the ease that said action brings to writing an essay I am now regretting it.
Well, I'm not regretting it in the sense of it will make my essay more coherent and other such wonderful things, but in the sense that I am baffled and my brain is absolutely full at this moment in time. (Hence this blog to stop it exploding)
I'm currently researching 4 essays (Nightmare!) but have abandoned one for now. The real issue is that 2 at least are incredibly intriguing, and somewhat influential to what I believe. As a result of this I am unable just to put it aside and stick it in the "I'll sort out that later" part of my brain. This doesn't annoy me, in fact I think this is precisely why I do theology and what theology should be (to some extent). I just can't see an end to the reading, and really want to start writing...that and diminish the pile of books that currently towers over me.
I craftily avoided (chickened out of) taking philosophy of religion last semester yet today I have found myself reading both "A philosophical enquiry into how we can speak of a personal God" and "The Philosophy of Religion" - I'm only trying to answer an essay question on prayer and I'm now into defining God and other such wonders. My biggest objection is I just get to a point where I'm satisfied with the answer and then I realise there are still a good 5 pages left in the 'relevant' chapter, at which point my heart sinks and I realise that some genius has come up with at least another objection to it, which I have to be aware of so as not to seem ignorant, which then gets resolved to pretty much the same point as before but with an added clause which I'd already assumed/ignored/not thought of (with the 3rd of those being most frequent)
The other joy of my life is Latin. The relevant research text starts with (English)words and concepts which I have absolutely no idea what they mean, as the pages pass I begin to draw together something which resembles understanding. The hope is then that the conclusion the author draws will verify my understanding. It's looking good and then they stick the vital phrase in LATIN! It's not big and it's not clever. I then have to draw on 'all' my French, Spanish and Greek attempts to try and decipher some translation, and failing that just rearrange the letters and syntax till they resemble my desired translation and bingo. I used to think Latin was a dead language...I'm wrong it seems- theologians are determined to keep it going. Granted a lot of old texts are Latin but surely they've been translated by now but then that brings up the whole concept of language and meaning (an avoided chapter in Philosophy books).
Well I've drawn at least one conclusion from all this - it is impossible to know everything. Actually two conclusions - if you stack many books up they WILL fall over. Right coffee, then back to work.

Well bit of a misleading title since lazed around in pyjamas half the morning. But then began the W'ton comeback tour of trying to see everyone. Went to lunch with Helen which was lovely and then her car broke down so we fixed it, then we drove to mine and fixed it again. So am not officially a mechanic...the fact that we used the wrong tools and didn't even know the name of what we were fixing is irrelevant..the car didn't work, now it does - genius.
However, it's nice being home, thus far. Unfortunately my week of uberly excessive motivation and geekiness has completely worn off leaving me with four essays, lots of research clogging up my head and no motivation. Fortunately one essay is very engaging as it involves me trying to find a flaw in Anselm's theory of atonement. Dani v's Anselm, something I never thought I'd see. Bit of a giant-killing essay attempt, which has also made me question my dissertation topic as I am presently finding this much more intriguing.
Have also been having a peep into the scary world of post uni and testing the waters with the parents about some ideas...so far so good. Right might go sit in the sunshine - sunny sunny Wolverhampton - turn up for the books!