Popier than the Pope?

Who could possibly be popier than the pope. An ex nazi youth german cardinal apparently. Have you looked at his eyes lately? Yea, me neither, because their don't exist! They are but holes burnt out with a cigarette end into a face. I usually wouldn't really care about who exactly was the pope as it has never before really affected my life, but i came to my room after lunch and my roommate was watching the election on the news. I think it was quite timely that i was there for the live announcement of the pope 20 mins in between classes. NBC, very well timed, pat on your back. Conveniently enough my literature in bible class was next, though we did not relate of our experiences with the pope and institutionalised religions. Tear.
And through the whole mess of a monotone unroutinely routine, i miss ted. a lot. There is nothing worse than the slow installation of a 3 month long abyss. If i had normal feelings like the rest of the intelligent people out there, i would be reasonably balancing out my excess emotions with my rational and get it all evened out straight. Not ignore it until it bursts or burst till it must be ignored. But no, i am novice to feeling anything real and being aware of feeling anything real. Somewhere out there though, i'm doing it right, as this relationship (such a formal word for so much magic) is holding its head out high and proud above the crowd of relationship wannabees out there :)
At times very melancholic over some beautiful moments, other times buzzing with excitement (trepidation) for not only europe home but for a new home, found in this new entity.