Some feared it would never happen, but today I celebrate my triumphant return to the blogosphere (I really hate that term by the way). As the attentive reader may have noticed by now, I am writing this in English. Loyal fans may remember the inverse spacio-linguistic demands of the baslog: When I am in Belgium I write in English, when Stateside, my wisdom and wit find their way to the screen in the language of Bredero. (American fans, use Wikipedia). So yes, I am in Belgium. A quick one week trip at the end of the summer before (Warning: shocking revelation follows) WORK starts.
Later more about that, first a little update and explanation why the baslog went silent for so long.
Too much was going on. I found this blog perfect to write about sweet nothingness and matters of no consequence, not so much about myself and the “direction of my life.” I am stressed enough just thinking about it, let alone writing about it. In the past couple of months, I finished and defended my dissertation, bought a place and found some kind of job. This consumed a big part of my summer, and when I was not working on these things, writing about them was the last thing I wanted to do. Now these things are more or less behind me and I have enough critical distance to write about them without anxiety.
In Hawaii, my digital camera quit on me. The zoom wasn’t retracting anymore. Fixing it would have cost about 150$, “You might just as well buy a new one, sir” some kid at Target told me. Being gently forced to buy new technology that is so complex it is impossible to repair, I guess that’s progress. Anyhow, without camera, blogging was not nearly as much fun. I am still without camera at this point, but plan to buy one duty free on my way back.
I lost my free wireless connection at our old place. Well technically, I never had one, but I was able to piggy back on the wireless of our neighbor, until the selfish swine locked me out by password protecting his connection. I should have taken it easier on the illegal downloads I guess. After that, I was back to my shaky dial up connection. As anyone who ever had to switch back from high speed to dial up can testify, it really tests your patience. Blogging requires a lot of uploading, and I just would be waiting for minutes only to have my words of wisdom disappear in the “blogosphere’s” abyss because of a disconnection. Drove me insane. Now, in my new place, there is wireless throughout the building, so I will be able to pick up my old habit of blogging while watching Conan O’Brian.
So be prepared for more adventures of B.V. eternal student, uhm, I mean young professional.