Blog Roll me!
February 01, 2005
I would like to offer a small, probably uninteresting commentary on blogging.
I have been doing this for lo these many (well, about two) weeks and in the last few days I have been added to threeócount them threeóìblog rolls.î These are three total strangers who thought, for even the briefest of moments, that my site was blog roll worthy. (For those who donít know, the ìblog rollî is the list oí blogs that you like and/or readómine is under ìkoinonia.î)
Granted, I blogrolled these sites. But it makes me feel like a rock star to be blogrolled back. A small thing, perhaps, but I was thrilled. And on the ìHoarded Ordinariesî blog, I am under ìSeekers.î To be called a ìseekerî makes me feel like I should spend more time reading or walking in the woods instead of watching copious hours of reality television.
Iím going to get on that. I donít know if I can bring myself to read Tillich, but any book has to be better than The Real World, right?
And I am on the blogroll of another who is a youth minister (and I think she said she's getting a doctorate, but now I can't find that). Bless her, her blog's name is "Deep Thought." If that is a Hitchhiker's Guide reference, I am jealous she thought of that blog name first.
Another Monday
Oh, mistress academia, why do you treat me this way? I thought I had made my peace with your wiles and then you go and tell me that our relationship is in a rut. Itís not my fault we are in a rut, oh ivory tower, it is yours.
Yeah, so, I finally got to my first Monday class (now called: The Class That Never Ends). Oh, dear goodness, why am I there? The first hour was spent introducing ourselves and listing what assumptions we bring to the class. Truthfully, I assumed I would be spending most of my time writing haikus about wanting to break down the door and run free in the fresh (albeit cold) air. But I didnít share that; it just didnít seem appropriate. Again, to my sweet-natured, smart, well-meaning professor: Itís not you, itís me. Me and my tendency to reject the unfamiliar. And by ìrejectî I mean ìmock.î
Grobanite
January 28, 2005
Well, another week has gone by and I still have had only 1 class. Thatís fine by me, really. I am alarmed that I find organizational theory interesting.
Tomorrow is a ìlong runî day. I will be doing 12 miles. On a treadmill. With my slow pace, that will take about 2 and half hours. I would like to thank the inventors of the Ipod, without whom I couldnít even attempt this feat.
I would also like to mention that tonight I am updating my Marathon Fundraising website, and will be kicking fundraising efforts into high gear February 1st. Iím beginning to have dreams that I donít complete the marathon and that I donít meet my obligatory fundraising goal to help beat cancer. These are not fun dreams.
So thatís all I have for an update on my life. So, in the absence of colorful anecdotes Iíve actually lived, Iíd like to write a colorful commentary. Be warnedóit is a commentary and I donít expect you to agree with me. So please donít post mean comments. Feel free to email them though.
Snow Day
January 26, 2005
Well, the snow continues to fall. On one hand, this is depressing as it means I am doomed to be a hamster in a ball for at least another few weeks. (Though, there is this guy who lives in my dorm who goes out every day to run, no matter what the weather. I can only aspire to be like him.) On the other hand, I got out of class for a second time this week. Not only did I not have to go to Mondayís class (which I have lovingly termed, ìStupid, Stupid, Stupidnessî), nor did I have to go to Touchy Feely today.
In honor of my time off from school, I would like to present a public service announcement. Here is a list of . . .
The Top 10 Reasons Why Everyone Should Go to Graduate School to Obtain a Doctorate in Practical Theology and Spirituality!
