Catching up

I've been so busy lately, (see previous post) that I think I've neglected my old friends, and I've definitely not reached out and met anyone. So I've filled my new daily planner with lunch, coffee, and dinner engagements for the next week or so. Along those lines, if I've been seeming distant lately, drop me a line, and I'll be happy to make time to meet up and shoot the breeze with you. It's just that time is never free anymore for me. If I have a block of free time, I could be at my job earning an hourly wage. So my time actually has a price tag on it, and the bill goes to me. But time with friends is invaluable, so I'll be happy to spend away.

Writing...I'd better like it

So I calculated that I have 75 pages to write before this term ends for me. I also have 40 or so pages to write over the interim. At least all but 5 pages of that deals with the history of same geographical region during a 300 year period. So if you have any questions at all about French, Spanish, or Netherlandic history between 1350 and 1650, I'll be happy to overwhelm you with all sorts of awesome wisdom.

Hmm...musical musings

"Anna" by the Beatles carries a little more meaning for me than for your average person. For a substantial portion of my time at Dartmouth, someone by that name - not a student here - was very special to me. Due to family pressure, and our mutual dismay, we stopped all contact. So, the song doesn't quite match up to my situation, but it certainly brings back a part of my life I wish could have been different.

Justification

by blogging alone?

I have taken quite the vacation from this blog, but not without several good excuses. I started off the winter term with a severe sinus infection and a resultant case of intense bronchitis. Good news: since January 10, I've smoked 8 cigarettes while sober, down from an average of 20 per day in the month before. Oh, and my bronchitis is almost gone now.

I feel I owe further explanation as to why I neglected a project I began so recently. It's simple: I'm at a loss as to what purpose a blog such as this should serve. I'm not going to reveal the intricacies and intimacies of my life here, thereby eliminating much bloggable material. Second, after reading two newspapers, seven blogs, and two MSM websites each morning, I feel like I have heard quite enough about what is going on in the world. In terms of information, that is. Ostensibly, a blog is a forum for personal opinions to be easily and widely disseminated. In the past month, I have found ample fora for my opinions in the form of personal conversations, email messages, and telephone calls. How outdated of me.

In short, I have had a crisis of faith in my blogging. Hopefully, I am now sufficiently confident of the importance of my perspective that I am compelled to share it with the world. For what good is faith in myself if not made perfect by its expression in works? Namely, the sharing of those opinions as eminently worthy of consideration by the world at large.