All the Fleeting Muses: Roommate Hunting... Will it ever end?

To Blog Or Not To Blog?

I always considered blogs to be narcissistic, which is why I never kept one before. On the other hand, I did once start a website, called esse est percipi, i.e. “to be is to be perceived,” though pretty soon after that, I got myself a boyfriend and abandoned the website and all ideas of it, entirely.

George Berkeley (pronounced Bar-klee) said, “Esse est percipi”, back in the 17th-18th centuries, meaning that individuals can only directly know sensations and ideas of objects, not abstractions such as "matter." What I got from that, is you can’t ever conceive of what you have never actually perceived. I was going to let people get to the website by chance, and it was going to have some of my writing, and most importantly, one large work of writing that I wasn’t going to put up anywhere else. Basically, you wouldn’t know this piece of writing existed, unless you saw it, and you wouldn’t know it could exist anywhere because it would be on this site that no one would know existed until they landed on it.

Make any sense? Probably not. That’s my charm.

Anyway. Long story short, I realized there isn’t much different about having a website, where I post my thoughts and writing, or keeping a blog. A blog was easier to come by, cheaper to keep, and easier to maintain. So, cogito ergo sum, I think therefore I am (or rather: I think, I am), and here is my blog. A cyber existence of me (Thanks for planting that seed in my head many years ago, Adil). I’m a writer; I need an audience.

Sunday, November 4, 2007

Roommate Hunting... Will it ever end?

Well, after 2 months of not cleaning and refusing to unpack her 20+ boxes, we've finally had to ask Renu to move. I'm tired of looking for new roommates, though. I'm starting to wonder if I really have it in me to really read people well. I can think of too many examples where I've failed...

On the contrary, I am looking forward to finding another person who Sabba and I mesh well with. As much as I was hesitant about living with girls, it's actually been fun, over all.

(Gasp!) Could it be that I am, for once in my life, finding it easier to get along with gals than guys? Maybe it's just that I'm not bothered with men lately... I'm tired.

C'mon already. Perfect Roomie, aren't you out there?