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what does this mean?
can anybody help me understand this passage better?

Isaiah 21:11-12 -- "A Prophecy Against Edom"
"An oracle concerning Dumah:
Someone calls to me from Seir,
  'Watchman, what is left of the night?
  Watchman, what is left of the night?'
The watchman replies,
  'Morning is coming, but also the night.
  If you would ask, then ask;
  and come back yet again.'"

listening to::
Trance Express Vol. 1: The Sound of European Trance. i don't often feel like listening to the pulsating beats of EuroTrance, but tonight just happens to be one of those nights.

today::

today was pretty good. i went to all of my classes for the first time in a while. i still wished that i hadn't gone to my Stringer class because it was useless as usual and i spent the time writing emails. at least i got something accomplished. that's more than what gets accomplished in a normal Stringer class.

so i'm sitting here in my room chatting with Jenna about meeting her for dinner after she picks up her prospective student. about half an hour later, i'm playing Need For Speed: Underground and the phone rings. it's Emily, and she's calling from the Admissions Office. here is my recreation of the events from when i was talking to Sarah earlier today:

Fejs100 (10:30:38 PM): so how's hosting going?
gstreet4life (10:33:17 PM): hmm...you knew i had somebody?
Fejs100 (10:33:33 PM): your away message said it earlier
gstreet4life (10:33:44 PM): oh yeah
gstreet4life (10:33:51 PM): that's because i didn't know that i was hosting tonight
gstreet4life (10:33:55 PM): we did it last night
gstreet4life (10:34:02 PM): and you're not supposed to do it twice in a row
Fejs100 (10:34:04 PM): oh gotcha
Fejs100 (10:34:05 PM): haha
Fejs100 (10:34:06 PM): nice
gstreet4life (10:34:12 PM): and there was a mixup with admissions
gstreet4life (10:34:21 PM): where they thought they had emailed me about the second guy
gstreet4life (10:34:32 PM): but they had only sent me two emails about the guy i hosted last night
Fejs100 (10:34:41 PM): uh huh
gstreet4life (10:34:58 PM): so anywyas, i got a call today at 4:45 (you're supposed to pick them up at 4:30) and they were wondering where i was
gstreet4life (10:35:05 PM): i was like "umm..in my room?"
Fejs100 (10:35:12 PM): lol
gstreet4life (10:35:13 PM): and they were like "why aren't you here?"
gstreet4life (10:35:29 PM): and i was like "umm...why aren't i where?"
gstreet4life (10:35:41 PM): and they were like "you're hosting a prospective, right?"
gstreet4life (10:35:53 PM): and i was like "um...you mean last night? because i already did that"
Fejs100 (10:36:01 PM): haha..i bet they felt stupid
gstreet4life (10:36:01 PM): and they were like "oh crap"
Fejs100 (10:36:05 PM): LOL
gstreet4life (10:36:10 PM): and anyways, i ended up with another guy
gstreet4life (10:36:12 PM): he's pretty cool

Emily claimed me as her only hope, since she knew that if i turned her down for hosting that she would have to go through her whole list of male hosts before she found one that was free. even though i had planned to go to Butler and see The Last Samuri and overall had no desire to cart some around again tonight, i had compassion and gave in. i was glad that i did. not only did i save money, Kevin (the guy who's currently sleeping on my couch right next to me) is pretty awesome. we didn't really do much after dinner and Salt Co. other than play some sweetaction Super Smash Bros and hang out on the hall.

after waiting until about 11pm for Jenna, Katie, and Becky to get done with watching the Big Man on Campus contest, we decided to go out and play football in the snow with the rest of the ADELs. the snowy football game included the obligitory falling down and burying people's faces in the snow, and after about half an hour Trout had been hurt twice and Henry messed up his ankle (which is certainly not good since he's one of the kickers for the GCC football team). after that the game digressed into more of a tackle-fest with complimentary snowball-pelting. i convinced everybody to form up together and go take on the freshmen that were already having a snowball fight on the quad.

we descended on them like Neuch on a new distortion pedal. with a rancorous fury we ousted them from their self-claimed dominion--yes, even that bald kid who, in the tension before the first volley of snowballs, wrapped his scarf around his head and started chanting, "Taliban, Taliban, we have the Taliban on our side!" we beat them so hard that they begged for a treaty and alliance. after accepting their alliance, we deemed it necessary to scatter from their turf the other group of freshman that were playing football on the lower half of the quad. even though we were a mass of almost 50 men and a few girls and they were only about 20 in number, this group did not go as easily as the first. they split into groups and attempted to flank our mass. to avert the danger we circled up, and eventually took care of most of the rebel forces. after things quieted down a bit, i convinced a group of 20 or so that they should declare war on Memorial dorm (because i knew they were all Ketler guys), and we marched over to Memorial. after delivering a beautiful pre-battle declaration exhorting all of Memorial to attempt to attack any of the Ketler/ADEL mass now defending the quad, we stood in silence, waiting for a reply from the dozen of guys were standing on Memorial lawn. nothing happened for a few minutes, and then we left.

upon entering the quad area again, we found our defensive being attacked from all sides. numerous rebel groups had surrounded our group in the middle. we fought our way back to our friends, taking few casualties. a group of snipers up near Rockwell were wreaking havok on our eastern-most forces, so we rushed them and brought most of them to the group. after that we turned our attention to another group that was launching volleys over our heads from near MAP. we attempted to hit them from afar, and they feigned a retreat. we bought this trick and began to chase them. at this point they turned around and threw everything they had at us while a few more of their members ran up from the right flank. taking numerous casualties, we retreated to the safety of our mass which was now defending the middle of the quad.

the battle waged on for about another 15 minutes and i began to look for Kevin, my prospective student. i found him pinned down by 5 guys who were packing and launching a steady barrage. coming to his aid, we launched a few back at them. he said he was ready to leave and we began to make our way back to Lincoln dorm. the 5 guys stood and watched us walk, keeping their eyes on the snowball we each help. i said to Kevin, "look at them, they're after you." Kevin replied, "if i throw this, i seal my own fate. they'll kill me." by this time, were coming to the break in bushes near Ketler, so i threw my snowball on the ground. he grinned at me and said, "well, you only live once." he launched his snowball in a perfect arc and it struck one of the guys squarely in the chest. they all began running immediately after him. Kevin jumped down their stairs onto Ketler parking, turned, and as one of his pursuers was jumping over the hill, he threw another and his the guy right in the junk. the guy bowled over and Kevin sprinted back to the dorm.

...and that was the end of the first snowball fight of the year.

in other news::
i found this article about some of my friends from high school on the school's website. it was written about a year before i graduated. it is, quite coincidentally, one of the most recent updates. Talbot County Public Schools work slowly in that area. ...and YES, those people in the article ARE the kind people that i hung out with in high school. now you know what made me what i am today.