I keep forgetting to floss.
Whenever I listen to In Flames I want to larp. I want to run around and curse and yell and sleep in the sun and gulp fresh air and be outside all weekend. I want to pray to my ancestors and feel an approximation of what it is to know Darkness. I want to be someone else, entirely more heroic, not for any lack of respect for myself but more for the ability to be the stuff of legends for a little while. I figure there's lots of you out there who've never partook of the nerdier pursuits, but you can just put that collective eyebrow back down. There's nothing like letting go and descending into another identity. It always ends up being fundamentally you, but I figure the important bit is that, in leaving the "real you" in the car for the weekend (Don't forget to crack the windows), you also leave your attachments, not just your worries but your hopes and aspirations, your appointments and homework. It's kind of jarring the first little while, and becomes quite addictive.
It's been too log since I've had that splash of cool water. Apparently there's one in New England that's pretty keen. I'll have to look into the logisitics of making that happen.
School is going well. I got A's and B's for my first term, and am thoroughly enjoying my second. I've decided to leave geography behind and am sticking with the history while adding some anthropology and linguistics. There go my two teachables, but I've been much considering the benefits of putting myself in front of the younger crowd anyway. I'll mold those little hellions into a raiding party the like of which southern Ontario has never seen! Go forth Brats of Wotan!
Anthro has been really great. It's taken my characteristic political fence-sitting and deposited it in a textbook for me. I look forward to getting into some of the more advanced stuff as well. History is currently finding me face deep in the Medieval Europe and Rome, in addition to discussing the stickier bits of the antecedents to globalization, the three of them bloody fascinating classes.
The current plan is to finish off school and head to teachers' college, thereafter teaching for a while as I build up the only decent pension left in the province. Maybe there'll be some school left in it for me. I can see myself continuing to study early European history quite a bit, with pepperings of linguistic and anthropological training spicing things up and openning new doors of understanding. The world is a bloody interesting place. Too interesting if you ask me. When the inspiration hits to write about what's been truly exciting me recently, there's just too much.
It's been too log since I've had that splash of cool water. Apparently there's one in New England that's pretty keen. I'll have to look into the logisitics of making that happen.
School is going well. I got A's and B's for my first term, and am thoroughly enjoying my second. I've decided to leave geography behind and am sticking with the history while adding some anthropology and linguistics. There go my two teachables, but I've been much considering the benefits of putting myself in front of the younger crowd anyway. I'll mold those little hellions into a raiding party the like of which southern Ontario has never seen! Go forth Brats of Wotan!
Anthro has been really great. It's taken my characteristic political fence-sitting and deposited it in a textbook for me. I look forward to getting into some of the more advanced stuff as well. History is currently finding me face deep in the Medieval Europe and Rome, in addition to discussing the stickier bits of the antecedents to globalization, the three of them bloody fascinating classes.
The current plan is to finish off school and head to teachers' college, thereafter teaching for a while as I build up the only decent pension left in the province. Maybe there'll be some school left in it for me. I can see myself continuing to study early European history quite a bit, with pepperings of linguistic and anthropological training spicing things up and openning new doors of understanding. The world is a bloody interesting place. Too interesting if you ask me. When the inspiration hits to write about what's been truly exciting me recently, there's just too much.