(12:13 AM) | Adam Kotsko:

Friday Afternoon Confessional:
And miles to go before I sleep
And miles to go before I sleep

I confess that I actually started writing this at about 11:15pm on Thursday, but I changed the date so that it would come up on Friday. I confess that I've thought of a strategy where I would write one post for each weekday on the weekend, then set up some software that could post it on schedule, and then I'd see if anyone noticed. I confess that probably no one would, because we rarely deal with current events, and at least when I do, it's not especially noteworthy.

I confess that I don't keep up with the news very much. I confess that I've felt more inclined toward theology of late, though not inclined to go to church. I confess that I'm enjoying the Wesleyan Theological listserv. I confess that I continually disappoint myself, because I am neurotic.

I confess that I went to a grocery store that has a store card, but I didn't have the card, and I was kind of feeling disoriented by the fact that I could not find toothpaste in the damn store and just wanted to get out of there and didn't want to apply for a stupid card when there were four people behind me in line on a Sunday afternoon -- so I just paid the non-card price.

Dear Lord, who came up with this card idea? I guess that customer loyalty is a valuable thing to cultivate, but punishing occasional shoppers is not good policy! Curse you, Dominick's! Curse you, and curse the entire Safeway family of stores! Curse you for not offering me your own card, Mr. Manager Who Was Called Upon to Ring Up Some Customers During the Rush!

I confess that that last paragraph shaded into a Tuesday Hatred. I confess that the days are starting to blur together for me, and the weekend comes as a strange surprise every time -- almost too good to be true.

I confess that I feel like I was getting on my co-workers' nerves tonight last night. My excuse is that I had some coffee to drink, and the reason was that I wanted to stay up late. I confess that some people have probably read this Zizek article on Levinas before me. I confess that I have lost interest in trying to keep track of Zizek's never-ending repetitious Internet-based output, but my page is still pretty good because it's annotated and sometimes the titles to his articles don't make sense so what you need is someone to tell you what's in there.

I confess that I'm an arrogant young grad student who hasn't yet paid his dues -- although sometimes when I look at these student loan balances, I think that maybe I have actually paid dues in some sense. I confess that I don't think there are good jobs out there for people like me. I confess that I'm not especially interested in a job where I couldn't get away with wearing the same thing four days in a row (a different undershirt, though -- of course!).

I confess that as of this posting, I myself have not yet read the above-linked Zizek article.

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