Once again overstated has lain dormant while I sought answers to some of life’s most pondered questions: will I ever graduate? If I do, what the hell comes next? How many licks does it take to get to the tootsie roll center of a tootsie pop? Which shaker does the salt go in? Are spheres the only type of bounded three-dimensional space possible that contain no holes?
I tried Google Answers. I tried fasting and I rewatched The Matrix. Without any clear resolve, this existential period has come to a close. Or rather, I’m not so distracted by the rest of my life that I can actually do more with my weblog than just delete comment spam. I’ll be attending the Internet + Society 2004 meeting starting tomorrow, so look forward to some reactionary note taking.
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Glad to know you’ve been busy pondering life’s questions. When you figure out the answers, will you let me know? I especially interested in the one about ever graduating. They tell me that I’ll graduate in May 2005, but I’m not sure I believe them. But once we’ve both finished, we should agree to make a cross-country trek or meet in the middle and catch up.
Reactionary note-taking? Like “they should have killed this damn internet when it was still in DARPA’s womb. We should all go back to quill pens on hand-scraped vellum…”? That kind of thing?
Normally I’d say something sarcastic about how you have a responsibility to your readers, but I really enjoyed seeing the presidential debate stuff every day. Gonna miss it.