Thursday Night Thoughts

Loving this song:

Wanting a brown-er version of this hair (someday I may work up the courage): 

And wondering if this blog will ever become more than a carefully orchestrated sliver-of-myself.

html

Is not my best medium. I haven't tried so hard to decode (encode?) it since myspace. Who knew creating a custom banner could be so difficult? Where's microsoft paint when you need it.

I think I just wasted an hour of my life. At least I got paid for it.

Of Note

I know it's been awhile, but I think I haven't failed at blogging yet. Remember, I'm a casual blogger. Not quite a real blogger. Anyways.

I'm so sick of this pseudo-fall weather. September in Provo is filled with mealy apples and sweaty treks up to campus. I could do with a crisp Pacific NW fall day anytime soon.

Three things I found interesting/inspiring this past week:

First, a poem that stood out to me after seemingly endless hours of poetry reading for my creative writing class.

http://www.newyorker.com/fiction/poetry/2008/12/15/081215po_poem_aaron

I love the bizzare imagery.

Additionally, perhaps the most interesting and unique lecture I have ever attended on BYU campus:

http://mormonstories.org/?p=1158

And finally, an LDS artist I would actually enjoy listening to. Nowhere near the bubblegum pop vocals or emphasis on performance I find in EFY music.

http:/thelowerlights.com

fin.

Thoughts From the Computer Lab

So I'm ending my week at the Writing Center with a long and monotonous computer shift. I haven't had a student in here for an hour so I'm passing the time with blogs and She & Him. Fortunately surfing the web and watching the hours tick by is well within my skill set. My summer job helped me develop that valuable skill.

And I suppose I'll try to improve the frequency of my posts? I'm not quite sure I understand the purpose of blogging. Well, the purpose of me blogging to be more exact. I'm not comfortable with the idea of a public journal. And I already have plenty of those to maintain for various classes. Also, I'm not entirely sure who my audience is. Myself? The entire blogosphere? I just spent the morning explaining the importance of indentifying an audience when writing to multiple freshman. However, I think creative writing need not always have a target audience. Sometimes it can just be a means of self-expression? Perhaps a demonstration of virtuousity (though that may imply audience). Or maybe we have to write to find our audience. I suppose I'll start with that.

I need at least five more hours in my days.
So much homework to do this weekend.
And so many other things I'd rather be doing.

And I suppose I should mention something
about my three-day West Trip
To Winchester, Bath, Ilfracombe, Glastonbury
And various other locations.
Maybe tomorrow.
Maybe I'm just not very good at this
journal-blogging thing.

Facebook photos will have to work for now.

So....

I decided to justify my endless blog-stalking by creating a public blog of my own. Everything about this page is still under construction. Especially the title (I couldn't think of anything more creative at the moment but I'm open to suggestions). For now this will serve as a journal for my impending London adventures. But perhaps it will evolve into something else? We'll see. No promises.