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im riding back to PC the 17th through the 20th. then im flying out of JAX for Oregon the 21st, returning the 30th. any trips down to Gainesville shall have to come afterwards. New Years party? i need suggestions!
not too long ago i was put into a bit of a conundrum about my blogging habits. see, i dont always cite when i make a direct point, something any respected writer does. this obviously to protect from making shit up and fact verification. well i read from so many sources, many print publications only in the library or in a bookstore, that i cant possibly find a link for everything. personally, i feel like keeping a selective array of sources, only those that are respected and established components of the journalist institution, is sufficient. many would disagree. i find myself torn though, because theres a lot to be said about throwing out a citation to support a claim; then going 'but if that article isnt good enough for you, here are the words of the senator himself' then 'but if you dont trust senator X, here is the language of the legislation itself' and so on. reliance on outside sources to justify an argument is all well and good in a fifteen page academic paper, but in blogging, where really my goal is to simply clarify my arguments and vent emotion, sourcing can quickly become a distracting pursuit with little relevance. balance is essential, and i wonder to what degree i should balance expressing political views with support as opposed to with personal memory.
been missing my ex. the original. yesterday was her bday, 21st. i gave her a two minute call, mostly just wishing her to be safe and all.. we are such different people, and intellectually i know that it isnt her i miss so much as the memory of her, distorted by the lens of my unrelenting infatuation. we have changed so much, neither of us really knows the other at all now, but still i cant stop caring, and wondering what might have been.
presently in a bit of an odd predicament. there is a girl; we arent dating, though there might someday be potential for it. i am partially responsible for her dumping a long-term relationship, and for that i now carry a measure of guilt. she is smart and cute, quick to call bullshit on me and at least occasionally interested in having sex with me. the problem? if she does want anything serious, i cant give it. if she doesnt want anything serious, ill probably end up wanting it.
i dont want to be defined by my political life or the women i connect with. my religious journey is a long one nowhere near completion. college is a frustrating and altogether unsatisfying pursuit. it is really hard to find any meaning in my shallow life.
not too long ago i was put into a bit of a conundrum about my blogging habits. see, i dont always cite when i make a direct point, something any respected writer does. this obviously to protect from making shit up and fact verification. well i read from so many sources, many print publications only in the library or in a bookstore, that i cant possibly find a link for everything. personally, i feel like keeping a selective array of sources, only those that are respected and established components of the journalist institution, is sufficient. many would disagree. i find myself torn though, because theres a lot to be said about throwing out a citation to support a claim; then going 'but if that article isnt good enough for you, here are the words of the senator himself' then 'but if you dont trust senator X, here is the language of the legislation itself' and so on. reliance on outside sources to justify an argument is all well and good in a fifteen page academic paper, but in blogging, where really my goal is to simply clarify my arguments and vent emotion, sourcing can quickly become a distracting pursuit with little relevance. balance is essential, and i wonder to what degree i should balance expressing political views with support as opposed to with personal memory.
been missing my ex. the original. yesterday was her bday, 21st. i gave her a two minute call, mostly just wishing her to be safe and all.. we are such different people, and intellectually i know that it isnt her i miss so much as the memory of her, distorted by the lens of my unrelenting infatuation. we have changed so much, neither of us really knows the other at all now, but still i cant stop caring, and wondering what might have been.
presently in a bit of an odd predicament. there is a girl; we arent dating, though there might someday be potential for it. i am partially responsible for her dumping a long-term relationship, and for that i now carry a measure of guilt. she is smart and cute, quick to call bullshit on me and at least occasionally interested in having sex with me. the problem? if she does want anything serious, i cant give it. if she doesnt want anything serious, ill probably end up wanting it.
i dont want to be defined by my political life or the women i connect with. my religious journey is a long one nowhere near completion. college is a frustrating and altogether unsatisfying pursuit. it is really hard to find any meaning in my shallow life.