Blogging

Alright, so I want to be clear about something. I have been thinking about this blog a little bit and have begun to worry about my readers. However, one of my residents has made a tiny little list of two things to remember as a blogger; here they are:

1. Learn to accept the fact that nobody reads your blog, and nobody ever will.

2. Remember and prepare for the fact that if anyone does read your blog, it will probably be the person you would least want to ever read it.

Words of wisdom methinks. Yeah. So I'm not really writing for anyone. Just me. Just to be. Hopefully anyone needing amusement can find some in it, but there is no guarantee.

So anyway, today I was at work, trying to make the extra money before spending it all on Christmas gifts for my family (a topic I am sure I will touch on later!), and my boss decides that since I clearly don't have anything to do, she would have me go with her to the bookstore and help her shop for one of her friend's children. It was okay. I mean, I hate shopping and I wasn't really all that helpful. And I wanted to go listen to my music and work on my blog. But. I guess that is what happens when you have a job like mine- that anyone could do.

I had a similar conversation the other day with a friend... and I couldn't really explain why so much, but I said that I could never imagine, for the rest  of my life, doing a job where simply took orders or complete assigned tasks, a job that didn't enrich my mind. I am not sure how I feel about that. Because when I take a step back... it is a privilege to feel that way. From some combination of my varied privileges that have allowed education to be part of my life, I have this expectation that my occupation will enrich my life. Now, how is that to think about? It makes my stomach turn a little. But then again, who is to say what exactly is enriching and fulfilling for anyone else?

ps. Vermont has really small buses. And bus-drivers.

Welcome

I suppose I am welcoming myself to this blog, but also hopefully any readers I may or may not have already attained (Hey Mer! That is your not so implicit anymore shout-out).

I have not really blogged before, but as I find more and more inconsistencies and things I find wrong with the world, I have more and more things to say about them, so here I am, blogging. Also, my friend Mer has encouraged me to blog with her because she is doing one for while she is gone in Spain next semester.

Right now, I am sitting in an all-you-can-eat style venue (on campus- SouthSide for those of you who are Mason students) which is noisy and probably not as crowded as it would be if it had not been finals week. I have already eaten too much and am going on four hours of sitting, but I am getting my money's worth, in the ironic way that I am wasting much of my time. I mean really, which is worth more? Time or money? I think it is a most viable debate that I will probably think about tonight before I fall asleep, because, obviously, it is contextual and I have decided that money is worth more in this instance.

Ps. We have really big apples in Vermont.