"Undermining my electoral viability since 2001."

More Random Dribbles

Serious writers block going on here it seems.

So, notes.

  • Krugman. Essential reading. Again.
  • I made it back to the gym for the first time in... forever. I've decided I should be exxxtra hot by the time I make the trip out to NYC for Alex and Laura's wedding. So, more lifting heavy objects, less drinking heady beer. For a while.
  • I've really started to loathe my dirtstyle site design, and I desperately want to update to Drupal 6.0 and slap on a new theme (I like the feel of this). I'd like to keep my big juicy picture style, but the rest of the business is just depressing to look at at this point.

Overall it feels like I am confronting yet another crisis of identity, trying to figure out who I'm trying to be as a grown up, or perhaps if I want to take my last possible (or at least socially plausible) detour from that track.

I also learned from RadioLab that I need alternative activities to outlet my unhealthy levels of stress. Simply relaxing is probably not enough.

Seems like there should be a connection there. I don't have it yet, but I feel like its out there.

Responses

Josh,
Glad you can make it out for the wedding. Send us your reply card - they're important! Also, convince Frank and Laura to send theirs as well.

Hey, just wanted to say hello....Somehow you'd gotten broken in my bloglines so I hadn't seen any new posts in a while; I just fixed that.

"Overall it feels like I am confronting yet another crisis of identity, trying to figure out who I’m trying to be as a grown up..."
I don't think it's another identity crisis, I think it's still the same one. And honestly I'm finally coming to terms with the fact that "adulthood" is anything but a clear-cut persona we suddenly slip into. By all measures except having a child, I'm now extremely grown up: Home owner, married, drive to work, contribute to 401K, make grocery lists, etc. But I am still floundering, struggling with what I want to do with my life, struggling to figure out my self-identity and understand what my hopes and dreams are. It's a continuum, but I hate that and want to be able to flip a switch and be The New Me. Sigh.

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