Hello dear readers and random internet strangers:
I have written so many blogs to you, then forgotten to post because I’m too distracted or too busy or too lazy or something, and then deleted them because they were no longer current. I’ve even written a couple of posts beginning with “I’m sorry I haven’t updated. . . ” and then decided that I need to stop apologizing for doing what I want instead of what will sustain my blog readership (even though I also really love it when I have comments or high viewing stats, that is just not the purpose of this life I am living).
That’s a common thing in my life — apologizing for doing what I want instead of embracing it. Or at least, instead of apologizing, guilting myself into doing what others expect. For example, my youth pastor in 2004 sent me an email saying that good Christians do not support abortionists so I should vote for George W. Bush. And while today’s me would have said something along the lines of “good Christians do not intimidate young women into voting against their consciences,” I gave in and TOTALLY VOTED FOR HIM. I mean, seriously? And then I grimaced at every mispronounced word. . .
But, anyway, that is not the point. Like my friend C.A. would say, tangent within a tangent. :) So, here’s the thing. I’m about to tell you what I am really thinking about without worrying that I’ll look like a big nerd.
I really want to get home from work as fast as possible so I can read the third book of the Hunger Games.
There, I said it. I played it cool and didn’t read the books or care about the movie. But then, my friends took me to see it with them and it was AWESOME. The themes of the book are the kind of things that make my Christian-woman-leadership-sacrifice-Faulkneriansuffering-crazynerdface get so excited. I might have to read them again after I know what happens in the story and then get all nerdy and compare them to George Orwell and Thomas Jefferson or something. I mean, whoa, that’s probably a lot to say at once. Let’s bring it back.
I am very excited to begin the third and final Hunger Games book when I get home this evening. And I am not a crazy-insane-nerdface.
Except I totally am.