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Limbo

I hate limbo.

This was a realization I had while stuck in the Narita airport for five days, trying to get back to some form of US soil. It was a time of being stuck between a fantastic time in Japan and an open future, with nothing to do but eat Subway and analyze passenger priorities. Five days of Subway sandwiches really puts the brakes on your desires to eat there again. Limbo is a trap between a past you have acknowledged and a future you can’t access.

I’ve been in limbo pretty much since I graduated. The year in China didn’t present itself that way, but I can’t deny that it was a state of existence that kept me confined between my life before and my life after. That year changed my life in many ways, both physically and emotionally, but it was undeniably a year of limbo.

I say this because I feel my brain’s status now as roughly the same as while I was in China — an amorphous, slushy, pudding sort of consistency. Limbo is a state of stagnancy, a lack of stimulation. My life and brain are both incredibly stagnant right now, breeding parasites that seek only to drain away my existence.

The past few months have been spent applying to grad schools — my lifeboat into some other sort of life dimension. They’ve all been submitted, and now is about the time when I’m starting to hear back from them. It’s still pretty early, and I’ve only heard back from 2 out of 7 so far, but I’m already at 100% rejection, and it’s hard to take rejection well when your life is a mosquito nursery in a barrel of pudding.

It’s getting to the point where I’m starting to need a contingency plan yet am too trapped in limbo to think. I’m all for suggestions. This is what I get for studying what I wanted to study.

Return from Hiatus

It annoys me that I’m making another “Sorry I haven’t posted in a long time” post two posts after the last, but I’ve lately paid little enough attention to most of the things in my life, I’ll let it slide.

I’d like to point out that of all the people who have pestered me to post again, it was Cody Brimhall who actually convinced me to do so. In an email titled “BLOOOGER,” he wrote:

Hey, start writing for your blog again. All the cool kids are doing it (http://somuchwit.com/).

How could he, in so few and nearly meaningless words, yield so much power? What makes Cody so cool? I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to answer that question.

Cody and I met in the Fall quarter of 2007 in a class on phonetics. For the first few weeks of knowing of each other’s existence, our interactions mainly consisted of me making fun of him drinking coffee from a jam jar. For this, I’m fairly certain he viewed me as an obnoxious irritant, and I was fine with that because I was fully aware that I deserved it.

For our final project in that class, we all had to submit languages we wanted to study, and our professor sorted through them and assigned matching languages to partners or unique languages to individuals. To both of our surprise, Cody and I were both assigned Greek. I’m pretty sure Cody was reluctant to accept this particular lot in life, but being the mild mannered guy he is, he played along.

A while later, we met at my apartment to do some preliminary research and organization. It turns out that I picked Greek for the obvious reason that I was also a classics major, but Cody chose it because he previously attended a classical college and had also studied ancient Greek. Knowing this about each other, things sort of clicked.

After working for a little while, we decided we were hungry enough to venture out for some food. As we were walking out the door, I quoted to Cody, “Let us go then, you and I,” to which he replied, “When the evening is spread out against the sky,” and then we continued reciting nearly the entire 131 line poem by TS Eliot.

Among other things, Cody also has his aforementioned weblog So Much Wit, titled after an unusual translation of a classical work (See any similarities to your current reading material?)

Basically, Cody is one cool cat. Actually, the examples mentioned above would indicate to most people that he’s for from it. If you know me well, however, you’ll know that I rarely care about what most people think.

In closing, sorry about the hiatus. Here’s my return post — requested by, dedicated to, and written about Cody.

A New Beginning

I think it’s a little obvious to point out that I haven’t posted very much lately. However, I renewed my domain subscription for another two years yesterday, so onthetables.com will be around, even if the postings aren’t.

Lots of things have happened in the past few weeks, and I feel like it would be pretty boring to try and describe them from this particular vantage point, so I’ll make note of a few things that I find important.

I didn’t make any New Year’s resolutions, partly for the fact that I don’t like the feeling of failing to meet them and partly because I’m lazy. I did, however, have a few general ideas I though would be feasible and could improve my life in a small way. The first was to think more kindly on those less fortunate than me, which, although against most of the things in my nature, has been made more salient in my life since being surrounded by both a wealth of needy Chinese citizens and a particularly compassionate Caitlin. She even went so far as to have a blog post on the topic hijacked by the San Francisco Chronicle.

I haven’t done anything worth blogging about, but I wanted to point out it’s on the list.

The second thing I’ve been trying to do is to read more books. As many of you know, I have a pretty good ability to pretend to read books. In fact, I estimate I read less than 5% of what was required by my classes in college, most of which demanded essays summarizing and quoting the material I had not read.

As a result, I feel a little regret that I can have intelligent literary conversations about books I have not even read, so it’s been a goal of mine to read more and internet less (I make no promises about creating new verbs, though). I suppose this got in full swing when I started having my students read Harry Potter, which led to me rereading the entire series with about one book per week.

There wasn’t much reading after Christmas, when I finished Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, but I went through my book collection and picked out ones I wanted to bring back to China.

In the process of combing through my items, I discovered an unused Borders gift card, so I found myself the bearer of limited book-buying power. Unfortunately, I have a hard time making decisions, and it took three Borders locations, many hours, and one increasingly impatient Caitlin to use the entire value of the card. I think my main problem is that I buy most of my books through the Amazon Marketplace, meaning that I know I can get pretty much the same book cheaper if I look. And even though I know I didn’t pay for the card in the first place — and that it’s essentially free money, asking for me to buy something I normally wouldn’t —, I have a very difficult time buying a book at full price knowing I could get two or three for the same value. I eventually bought two bargain books and one at full price, just so I could relieve Caitlin of her patient girlfriend duties.

I suppose the reason for explaining all that is because I just finished my full-priced book, The Year of Living Biblically: One Man’s Humble Quest to Follow the Bible as Literally as Possible by A.J. Jacobs. Considering the amount of anguish that went into choosing the book, I expected to be let down because of the arbitrarily imposed high expectations. Fortunately, things worked out pretty well — both for my new reading appetite and the publisher’s full-priced sale.

I chose the book because it piqued several of my interests. I’ve studied religion for several years, a task I have increasingly come to realize is because I am drawn to comprehending the incomprehensibility of it. That isn’t to say I’m trying to understand the impossible, but rather, I’m amazed at the extent at which it is completely incapable of being understood.

A.J. Jacobs, a man formerly known for his successful quest to read the entire Encyclopedia Britannica, spends an entire year attempting to follow the bible as literally as possible. This is an openly agnostic man of Jewish heritage, embarking on a journey of ostracism and confusion to those around him. His experiment began with the simple pondering of what it would be like to obey the bible for a year — would this fulfill some religious requirement from God, and he would have a miraculous revelation?

One of the main reasons I found this book so interesting is that it paralleled my experience with the Mormons. He began his journey as a normal agnostic, with a genuine interest in understanding biblical religion. He experiences some pretty crazy things, many of which he disagrees with completely, but by the end, he understands that there is something to it — not necessarily of God, but at least a unifying force of general good.

I still am amazed at this man’s commitment to his quest. In one of the first parts of the book, he decides that he should pray three times a day for 10 minutes at a time. He decides to open his arms wide, “hoping to catch God’s signal.” The thing is, though, he genuinely tries to pray. This is a man who does not believe in God, trying more honestly than most who do.

I found the book in the Humor section, but I don’t know if that’s where I would put it. I found it more deeply moving than most of my religious studies textbooks and commentaries. I think that all those who have a stance on Judeo-Christian religion should read this book. It’s not a book by an agnostic proving that atheism is the only logical solution, and it’s not a book about his miraculous conversion. It’s a book about an agnostic who spends a year trying to understand religion and comes away with a deeper respect for others but ultimately the same agnostic status.

I don’t think anyone will be converted one way or the other by reading this book, but I do think there is a valuable level of respect and learning that can come from seeing this journey. And I think everyone could do with a little more respect and learning, especially me.

Leaving

I’ve been pretty horrible at keeping this updated.  There are plenty of things I’ve been meaning to post for the past few months now, but I guess I’ve been too busy sleeping and reading Harry Potter.

I’m going to try and get on a flight to San Francisco tomorrow, which seems to look like it’s going to happen.  After that, I’m going to try and connect to Salt Lake City, which seems less probable.

Because it’s Christmas, I’m bringing a giant suitcase full of presents and a small drawstring bag full of underwear and base layers.  Also, I’m bringing three cell phones, each with different SIM cards.  I feel like some sort of trendy, world-class traveler Santa.

Because this post has no point, I would like to show what Facebook was advertising on the side bar for me just now:

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China?

I’m sorry to anyone who had his or her RSS feed filled with links to David’s blog.  After over a month of being in China and using Caitlin’s blog to blog, I finally decided to move my own blog off of the WordPress server and onto David’s.  Unfortunately, in the process of doing so, it made my blog and links be forwarded on to his, resulting in whatever happened in the last day or so.

Now, you might be wondering why on earth I would bother switching the blog over now, since I’m actually supposed to have been back in the States quite a while ago.  When I came to China, my return date was open ended, with the final date being concretely as late as September 22.  That came, but the loads weren’t as great as I wanted, so I was listed on a flight heading to San Francisco on September 26.

I had been tossing around the idea of fulfilling my plan — spending the year working somewhere and making a little money — in China instead of Santa Barbara, but it had thus far been on the status of “if something falls into my lap, I’ll take it.  Wednesday night, I casually mentioned the idea, and two of our friends enthusiastically announced that they would be delighted to find me a job and that it would be really easy.

I mulled over this the next morning when Caitlin was at school, and 24 hours before my flight was supposed to take off, I decided I would give myself one week to find a job and get situated, otherwise I would head back home.

Friday, I sat in on a class taught by another friend, but strangely enough, it turns out that that class didn’t need any more teachers.

Saturday, we got a call from one of Caitlin’s dad’s friends, a well established connection that has done nothing but shower us with welcome and love despite us doing nothing but knowing her father.  She is a teacher at the Experimental High School attached to Beijing Normal University, the premier high school in China.  Mao’s daughters attended this school.

Anyway, we went in expecting to discuss the possibility of helping volunteer at the school to teach an English class a week or so.  About a quarter of the way through the discussion, I picked up through the body language and occasional informing English sentence from Catilin that they were less concerned with the normal interview protocol and more with arranging a schedule and how to sort out my visa.  They never outright said it, but I think we got the job.  At least, they offered to let me live on campus.

I know I promised many of my friends that we would meet up when I got back, that I’d come visit Davis once I got the chance.  I think that might be a little more difficult now that I’m living in China, so I’m sorry about that.  I hope you understand.

China

So, I’m going to China for an undetermined period of time.  My flight leaves tomorrow at 11:06 a.m. and will be arriving in Beijing at 2:25 p.m. on Monday.  For some reason, the Great Firewall of China deems WordPress a dangerous site to visit, so I may or may not be able to post while I’m gone.  Have no fear — I’ll be with Caitlin, my personal translator, for the duration of the trip.  I might make some guest posts on her blog in the event that this one is inaccessable.

Yeah, that’s right.  I’m going to China.

Caitlin

For those of you who don’t know, I have a girlfriend.  She’s really smart, really cute, and happens to be in China.

Here’s a picture of us (pre-China) for reference:

Because she’ll be there for a year and it’s likely people might be interested in what she’s doing, she started a blog of her own.  You can find her experiences at ducklingseat.com.  Go ahead, give her some traffic.

Commencement

What will you be doing June 14, 2008 around 2 p.m.?  I’ll be at my commencement, giving a freaking speech.

I’m soooo special.

Blogging Challenge

I guess this means I’m now out of the challenge.  I guess it’s probably a good thing, as my posts for the past week have been rather lame.

Life

Today was the last day of instruction for winter quarter.  This means I have to get through finals week, then there is only one more quarter before I graduate, one more quarter before life.

Scary.