This morning I was discussing big bang cosmology, evolutionary biology, and the nature of morality over coffee with a pastor (or pastor-in-training at least), and now all I can think about is how much I want a chocolate cupcake. Talk about an intellectual downfall.

Bolstered by the realisation that my marks aren’t quite as bad as I thought they were, a particular feeling is slowly washing over me. Relief? Satisfaction? Hardly. Something more along the lines of over confidence. Not a good thing, I know, but it means I feel much more like going back home and making cupcakes than sitting here in the Wong computer lab contemplating string theory.

And it’s worse than that. What I really feel like doing is to go home, make cupcakes, finish reading Anansi Boys, ponder more about the implications of cosmology to theology (that pastor-to-be really got me thinking), and watch ER over supper. All over the metaphorical intellectual map, I am.

I like it that way.

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