
Am having a slightly bothersome evening. Packing always stresses me. Went to church (Stations of the Cross and Benediction) in the hope it would calm me down, but I don't think it did, really. My own printer is on the blink - I think it just needs toner, but I have no idea how to troubleshoot the blasted thing - I should have just got another inkjet, I knew how they worked - and I had to trek all over college before I found a printer that actually worked, and at one point ended up kicking things very hard, which was a pretty unimpressive display for someone who a mere hour ago had been earnestly avowing an intention to renounce sin from now on.
Am now struggling to find things, including my handily portable little German Bible (searching the room, no easy task because it is basically full of suitcase) has thus far produced, in addition to my rather unwieldy English Bible and Common Worship Daily Prayer: two copies of the BCP, two editions of the Prayerbook for Soldiers issued by the German Protestant Church, a New English Hymnal, and English Hymnal, a prayerbook in Bonn dialect, various works of mystic theology, Through the Year with Martin Luther, Kenneth Leech's (excellent) books on prayer and spiritual direction, the EKD Baden hymn book, and a copy of the Koran, which I have never actually got round to looking at, but which was given me by a rather intense Saudi Arabian Scout leader.
It's also possible I have too many books.
On the upside, my new (er, hardly) Loggan print has come back from the framers, and looks rather good. It has my old bedroom window in it, which is impressive. I was also impressed by the salesman, who remembered my name without being prompted.
Off on the six o'clock bus tomorrow.