The First Post

So this blog has been born, not of my great desire to unload my thoughts on the rest of you, but out of the need to force myself to do some writing, and more importantly, to prepare myself for the coming year. Next year, I hope with every teeny tiny etsy bitsy molecule of my heart to be living and working in Nepal. But since dreams have quick wings, and committees work slowly, I'm currently living in student researcher limbo, planning big and living, well living like next year I'll be living on Pluto or some equally distant planet. As you may be able to tell from my tone, blogging is not something I really wanted to get in to for a number of really great reasons. First of all, as much as I need to write, developing the general "blogger" voice is not going to get me anywhere. If you don't know what I'm talking about, spend a little while reading blogs, go on, I'll wait. After the first couple, have you noticed how everyone starts to sound like the same writer? It's kind of like how all newspaper articles sound like there's only one omnipresent, decidedly average, reporter in the world. Yeah, don't want that, don't need that, honestly, terrified of becoming that. But I promised all of those that I love so dearly, (yes, that means you!!!) that I would stay in touch and keep everyone updated when I leave and this seems like a good way to do it. The next two reasons are mutually exclusive, but I'm certain one of them will prove to be true. Either, I'm going to find myself wasting needless time writing posts out of some egotistical delusion that people really deeply and importantly care, or I'm going to completely neglect this page. Unfortunately, both are serious problems. I don't have time to spend writing. Most days breathing is a carefully scheduled activity. Don't get me wrong, busy is great and I love fitting as much as I can in to every precious moment I've got, but busy takes time, lots of it. But I also need to work on discipling myself when it comes to recording day to day events. Anthropological field work is not about remembering an interesting tidbit here and there, it's about careful observation. That will require me to journal every single day. So there's the up and the down of blogging. It's become a necessary evil.

Alright, I think that's enough explanation. I know I'm thoroughly bored now. Let's see if I can't think of anything interesting to write about. Nope, guess not. Congrats, you're off the hook and you can stop reading now. So please, turn off your computer and go do something awesome (like dancing, you should go dance...really it's good for you). :)