Modnar

Hello all. I'm tired and my head is fuzzy, so this may or may not make any sense. Actually, parts of it should make sense, but when viewed as a whole it may seem completely random. Oh well.

I have no opinions. Well, now that I've got your attention I should probably ammend that statement. I know I have opinions, but usually I don't know what they are until I am presented with a specific situation. Like during discussions in LAR, I know easily whether I agree or disagree with whatever is being said, but often I can't find the words to express it until the opportune moment has passed. Actually, that happens to me a lot, both in and out of class. That's why I like writing. You have as much time as you need to find the right words. Maybe it's just that I'm afraid to share my opinion. I'm afraid that I will be ridiculed and rejected if I say the wrong thing. Which is, of course, a foolish notion. I shouldn't say things for acceptance, I should say things because I believe them to be right and true. Even so, I'm having trouble coming up with a topic for my LAR ethical argument paper. Grr.

I watched Secret Window yesterday. I was afraid that, as a writer, it might freak me out. Not so much. But here's a mission for all of you. Don't ever let me become a recluse. I talk to myself and inanimate objects enough as it is. Just watch, someday I'll go off to a cabin in the mountains to do some writing and they'll find me crouched in a corner muttering about beavers and ducks. ;)

Actually, I feel a bit like a recluse right now. I've been hiding in my room to theoretically accomplish things. Instead I've done quite a bit of random thinking, a bit of journaling, and now I'm writing a post for my blog. Incredibly productive, aren't I? Oh well. The point I think I was trying to make was that I can manage to make myself feel isolated in as crowded a place as a college dorm. I think part of my problem is that I feel like I don't even have a roommate anymore. Suzy is gone pretty much all day and when she gets back it's late enough that I'm going to bed. So the only time we're both here is when I'm alseep. So often times I have the room to myself, which allows for the playing of loud music and also solitude. Now, solitude is the good side of lonliness. Solitude is a good thing until a certain point. That point is generally when I start staring at nothing and begin contemplating the complexities of stale muffins and suchlike. The lack of social interaction makes me a bit stircrazy. Though if I could actually use this time to get homework done or work on my story, it would be a good thing. But somehow that seems to not happen so much right now. Mayhaps it is the dreaded spring fever. If that is the case I should be alright by the end of May. Unfortunately, I need to concentrate right now to get myself to the end of May.

So, what have we learned from this? Kim is weird. But we already knew that. so now you just have more specifics, which may or may not be a good thing. Oh well. best wishes to the whole crew (crew = enough people to row a small boat--darn, that one was funnier earlier. Dianna even called me witty for it)

God bless.
-Kim