Monday, September 10, 2007

Nice Marmot

I blame my recent atrocious streak of solipsism for my current fit of pique.

Tonight's disconcerting realization at Panera- I might actually be a nihilist.

"We believe in nothing Lebowski!"

So in an attempt to save myself from epistemological peril and to thwart off a second existential crisis, I'm embarking on a odyssey with Esther Lightcap Meek and her book "Longing to Know". It should make for some enthralling posts. Perhaps she shall be my personal thaumaturge.

This ambivalence is are these $10 words. Ha!

Second thought for the evening: I'm better at listening than I am at sharing. I'm better at writing my thoughts and feelings than I am at speaking them. I could email you, but I've never wanted to be THAT girl. Oh but wait. I am.


Themindtaker said...

I think you're piggy backing off my crisis. I started the discussion asking if I had become a nihilist. ;)

So this thaumaturge is better than the student/teacher paradigm we poo poo'ed tonight at Panera?

Speaking of $10 words, verisimilitude - "is the state or quality of something that exhibits the appearance of truth or reality."


RP said...

In response to your second thought:

You and me both.

Themindtaker said...

My vote: be the best damned "that girl" you can be.