Too many options, none of them great

Luckily, the worst part of the flu seemed to pass me by, thanks in part to copious amounts of Vitamin C and Lysol. Also I may have actually learned the art of "taking care of myself" which is something that certian professors are big on here. I think this means that when I'm tired I actually sleep, and when I'm hungry I eat real food etc.
Again I'm blogging when I'm supposed to be doing this ethics paper. The prof gave us an extension until Friday (for a five page paper I thought it was a little extreme, but I'm not complaining). However, there are only so many ways to say that Christians should be nice to each other and especially to other people, and I'm on number 7 of the 10 ways I've found to say that, so I'm a little stuck.
But on with the real reason for the blog and thus the title. My life has too many unperfect options. I thought breifly about waxing philosophical about "perfection" and why I feel the need for the "perfect" option, but I've changed my mind, as that it's necessarily interesting and also it's a little too Platonic for me. (There is not a perfect "form" of my life "somewhere out there" in the great void) So here are the options. 1) Assuming they offer me the seminary communication job, we could stay in H-burg doing pretty much the same thing we're doing now. The weather is lovely. I have friends here and it would require minimal transition. The problem is that a) they haven't offered me the job yet b) it's not a full time job so no benefits, and some sort of a tax issue Brandon tried to explain to me that means basically my paycheck would be nil c) Brandon is insistant that if we stay we are going to stay in our apartment for another year, which is already driving me batty.
Option 2) Move back to Ohio, specifically Kidron area so Brandon could work at Kidron Kars. The advantages to this option are that then I would be close to family and perhaps closer to friends (although who knows where y'all might end up). Also in a few years i am aware of three churches that will be looking for pastors and two of the three have already had women in leadership so it wouldn't be a major issue. The disadvantages are a) no friends in the immediate area b) no job for me in the immediate future c) stupid small town life might actually cause me to self destruct.
Option 3) Do nothing, wait for something to fall into my lap and be very obvious. Disadvantages: a) completely against my personality b) don't want to wait that long
So as I said, too many options none of them good. If there is advice in cyberspace please direct me.

Ethics of the Flu

Viruses have no ethics. If they did, they would understand that now is not the time to infest my body. I have too much to do. Like right now, I should be writing another crappy ethics paper. Although at least this one expects a certain amount of creativity (this is what happens when professors with completely different teaching styles/ personalities try to team teach, you end up with wildly disparate assignments.) This time I'm supposed to come up with my "Top Ten" Ethical principles from the Bible a la David Letterman. (gasp, creative thought!). Actually the papers not so bad, but most of my body is telling me that just being vertical (or partially vertical) right now is too much effort.
I'm fairly certian I caught this from Brandon who thinks he got it by going to the Doctors office last week, but who knows. It could have been nearly anyone, anywhere. The news keeps showing Virginia as a "red state" for the flu (as in, the flu alert level is red). I knew I should have gotten a flu shot. Maybe I just need a nap, or at least I can try to convince myself that I need a nap.
Well, I suppose I should get on with the paper. The sooner I'm done the sooner I can go home and get in bed.

Utopia/Dystopia as an encounter with the Other

Okay, it's been a while since I've written and this is an odd post but this is so that Amy can help me with my project and so I have the info later.
Ideas about my "Christian Encounter with the Religious Other" paper:
The chapter is on Utopias, sort of, specifically it's on Marxist Utopias. Since a good many of the Marxists utopias don't exist anymore, at least in the same form, I thought I needed to add thoughts on dystopias and the fall of utopian ideas. So I called on my very own dystopian expert Amy.
The point of the paper/presentation is to present to the class a group or individuals they may sometime come in contact with, to help them know how to encounter them in a Christian manner (not necessarily for the purpose of conversion, we tend to like the idea of "dialogue") So my thought is that there is an entire group of youngish academic types who have been schooled in literature and politics and live in the tension between utopian ideals and dystopian understandings. Many feel an affinity for the utopian ideas of justice for the oppressed and helping the poor, and as a peice of this, have a great deal of dislike/distrust/anger at the church and Christians (maybe other religions too?) and perhaps it goes without saying the democratic state, for failing to have real justice and equity. However, since the fall of the communist states and post-WWII these youngish people also have ambiguity about whether true utopia can really be achieved, thus the rise in novels like 1984, Brave New World, Oryx and Crake, The Handmaids Tale etc. I know the first two were written pre-WWII so I'm wondering what their connection might be, perhaps they were critiquing the utopian ideas they saw on the horizon. Anyway, the ideas behind these books is that any utopian state will have an oppressed group, or will need to oppress some for the good of all. Perhaps this is Marxism in the negative.
I think I may also be able to pull in Latin American Liberation theology, since it is often more tangible in communist/pre-communist states. Oh, I guess I should say also that a favorite phrase of many people who think like this is "I'm very spiritual, but not religious." These are some ramblings. Any thoughts by anyone out there in cyberspace might be helpful.

Conversations I never I thought I'd have

Here's a new one, for those of us who collect strange conversations. Tonight during feminist theology we were discussing how/if a male savior can save women. (The overwhelming answer was yes, if that's how it has to be) But as some sort of side conversation we started talking abot the genetics of Jesus, and my professor was musing about whether Jesus was one of those people who had ambiqious sex genes, like XXY or something. Then of course we started talking about the genitalia of Jesus and whether they were also ambiguous. Walking away from the class I realized that this was a conversation I never thought I'd have. Oh the joys of seminary.