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by Mike Richeson


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Sometimes life is so hard



I was thinking one night while eating crackers and packaged pre-cut cheese that life is pretty rough. I mean, being an American isn't just peaches and cream. (That reminds me: I have to buy ice cream at one of the five grocery stores nearby. With my luck I'll probably get the slowest checkout guy.)

I decided to list all my hardships. I pulled out paper and my pre-sharpened pencils and wrote a sad letter to a friend across the street. As if that wasn't effort enough, I got a paper cut while closing my self-adhesive envelope. Turns out, we both had Instant Messenger.

I had to get up early the next morning but couldn't sleep; my mind was racing with the next day's projects. I took my maximum-strength sleep aid, but the room felt a few degrees too warm, which meant I had to get up again to turn on the air conditioning. Ah, just right.

The sleeping pills made me groggy, but the Lord provides, and I stopped by Starbucks on the way to school for my morning pick-me-up. Plus, my morning shower wasn't hot enough. That woman in the next apartment uses all the hot water. Sometimes life isn't fair.

My cell phone died, which really made me mad because I couldn't play brick attack while stuck in traffic. Then I lost my Palm Pilot, and now I can't find out if today is my wife's birthday or our anniversary.

My professor is hounding me to finish my paper. The library has the sources I need, but the building is all the way across campus. Besides, this Internet site looks reputable. I only have two hours to type my paper, but I'm sure I'll devote more effort to actually thinking about the Gospels when I get a bit more timme. (No worries, spell check will get that.) Sometimes professors expect too much from students.

Chapel wasn't great today either. The sound system was fuzzy and kept cutting out, and the band played way too many choruses. If I wanted to chant my way to God, I'd turn to Buddhism. How are we supposed worship like that?

For lunch today I ate at Burger World, but I don't think I'll go back there again. The employees took almost six minutes to get my food ready. What, did they have to butcher the cow first? Don't they realize I only have 30 minutes for lunch? Sometimes I don't think people care at all.

I was shocked to see some people actually reading newspapers on campus. Seriously, don't they have DSL? Apparently we have some conflict in Iraq, and Oregon doesn't have any money. I'm not sure; I just asked for the sports page and comics. Man, that cat in "Get Fuzzy" is crazy!

I went to the gym to work out, but some jerk wouldn't get off the exercise bike. Insulted, I got on my bike and rode home. Sometimes people can be so rude.

Finally I got everything done for the day, but then I had to cook a nice dinner for my wife. Good thing I can follow a recipe: 1. Open box. 2. Stir into boiling water. 3. Simmer for 12 minutes. 4. Serve. Truly, I am the model husband.

After slaving over a hot stove, I decided to take a break and watch television. I don't have cable, but I get enough sitcoms for 30 minutes of packaged laughter every evening.

Next on my to-do list was my homework. Ugh, I had to write a Bible study out of Ephesians. Good thing I have a study Bible with all the explanations right there. Thank you, Zondervan Publishing.

Finally I'm done and off to bed. First I have to set my room temperature just right. And where is my sleep aid? Sometimes life is so hard.



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