Still here...

With a potential "all-nighter" impending, I am filled with deep thoughts and it occurred to me to blog again. As I struggle to critique an epidemiological article about the relationship of HIV with previous herpes simplex virus type 2 infection, the only things that I can think about are totally unrelated to that subject. I have discovered a new musical group that I love for the first time in a very long time and this always leads to a reawakening of my bohemian tendencies.

Tonight, just like many nights, I am wondering why I am doing what I am doing. Don't get me wrong, I never doubt getting married, but sometimes I wonder why I did everything in the "right" order. For example, I graduated from college in the obligatory 4 years with a very practical undergraduate degree and then entered the working world. Now, I'm back in school and doing all the "good" graduate student things like studying a lot and getting an assitantship (even though it's in a field of study that I wouldn't like to work ever). Why have I always done exactly what was expected of me? I've never fallen asleep in class (really, ever), never turned anything in late, never made a C, etc. There's a Derek Webb song that alludes to "trading in our crowns for paper or plastic lives" and this is my greatest fear.

We've built this unfathomably enormous ladder for ourselves to climb not knowing that at the top we'll find that we've passed all of the important things by. As much as my flesh tells me that I want the things of this world, my spirit cries that I am a citizen of Heaven.

Propaganda

Because I love you all very much, I plead with you to NOT go see the movie Jarhead. It is truly one of the most disgusting things that I have ever been subjected to. Filled with sexually explicit content from the beginning, it is neither entertaining or very informative on any level. I guess that I cannot vouch for more than the first 45 minutes of the movie because I left at that point, but I seriously doubt it gets any better.

If you have seen the movie I can say that I don't know anything about what it's like to be a Marine, but I am married to one and he is nothing like the ones depicted in this movie. I am very disenchanted by Hollywood right now. They put this slant on everything and we are supposed to accept that their truth is actual truth, when 9 and a half times out of 10, it isn't.

So, there's my two cents for what they're worth. And happy 230th to Marines everywhere.