Hello everyone!
My name is Elena Morgan. I'm from Kansas City, MO. I'm a senior here majoring in Religious Studies with minors in International Area Studies and Philosophy. Along with this course, this semester I'm taking a course on the Qu'ran, a Logic course, an honors colloquium on religious experience through biographies, and I'm doing my honors research project about a Satanist church that's holding a Black Mass in OKC in September. So, if you can't tell, my academic interests are a bit of a mixed bag! I like to study all different cultures through religion, and I especially enjoy the plethora of great courses offered at OU that have to do with non-traditional/non-Western religions (i.e. not Christianity or Judaism - not that there's anything wrong with those, but I like to study less familiar religions and cultures).
I'm involved in Phi Sigma Pi, a small coed honors fraternity, and Gamma Beta Phi, a service fraternity. I'm in the honors college, obviously, and I've been known to frequent some of their events. I did a couple of their book clubs these last two years, but I never stuck with them.. Oh well, I still got the free books!
I work every morning at a hotel breakfast, and between that and school I feel like I don't do much of anything else... I'm so boring, ha ha. And, to make it worse, I think I've actually run out of good TV shows to watch on Netflix. The horror!
I have a rat named Stella and a kitten named Ginny. They're my babies. Here is a picture of them:
(Stella and Ginny; photo taken by me)
Hmm, I need a few more words... so here's the story of Ginny. About a month ago I was browsing Facebook and a friend of mine from high school had posted that she'd rescued a stray kitten near her apartment complex. She couldn't keep the cat, and there were no no-kill shelters in her area, so she was asking if anyone wanted/was able to take Ginny in. Now, I may or may not have been living in a certain apartment complex that didn't allow pets at the time; but, I was thinking of getting a pet when I moved anyway, and there Ginny was pulling at my heartstrings. Oh, and my friend lives in Columbia, MO. So, on my day off work I drove seven hours to Columbia and seven hours back and harbored a fugitive cat in my apartment for a few months. And it was all totally worth it.
P.S.: I hope I haven't scared anyone off with my rambling about my cat. I feel like every pet owner loves to go on about their pets, and no one else really cares about their stories. I'm not a crazy cat lady, I promise (although I did post an inordinate amount of cat pictures to Facebook when I first got her).
That's all, folks!
