When we get dressed, we may consider our outfit's impact on others or unthinkingly compare the look to models we see in magazines. When we drive our VWs we might wonder if we look as quirky as the guy in the commercial (we're blasting Aphex Twin too!). When we go on vacation, experiencing isn't enough: we photograph, videotape, blog, post to Flickr. But why? Isn't direct experience enough? Or do we need technology to validate our experiences? Exactly, says Zengotita: mediation flatters us. We're the one pushing the buttons, whose life is so important it must be chronicled, transmitted and repurposed. (I blog therefore I am.) "The flattered self is a mediated self," Zengotita writers, "and the alchemy of mediation, the osmotic process through which reality and representation fuse, gets carried into our psyches by the irresistible flattery that goes with being incessantly addressed."

-Paul Schmelzer, Adbusters Vol. 14

We inhabit a world we barely recognize, with a head full of other people's thoughts.

I've put together a solid team, and I think we will be contenders for the RECREATIONAL division title. Man, we are good.

Since this is a new team, we'll need a new team name. Help me pick one. Currently, I'm considering Princes of the Universe (a reference to a Queen song from the soundtrack of Highlander), or Tequila Mockingbird (maybe Tequila Mockingbirds). Anyway. Suggestions, please.

Also, does anyone else find it odd that goals by women are worth 2 points in co-ed games? We're gonna be cherry picking like you won't believe.

I'm so happy that my daily commute is on a bicycle and not in a car.

Today I drove to the orthodontist at 7:00 a.m. His office is way out south, and the timing of my appointment managed to put me in the middle of morning rush traffic. Puke.

It had been a long time since I'd been that far south. I guess I'm sort of wrapped up in my own little world that doesn't extend much beyond a 15 block radius from campus.

When I finally got home and changed from automobile to bicycle for the trip to work, it was like a weight had been lifted.

Riding down the street is so much better than being trapped in a stupid car.

Awful and great at the same time, you know? I was outside yesterday, January 15th, playing basketball in shorts and a t-shirt. I dominated some some buddies in 21 and retired unbeaten... I guess my jump shot must be improving.

Despite the sports, though, I'm not quite back to perfect health yet. This cold or virus or whatever the hell it is has really been destroying me. I lost five pounds in a week. Ugh.

I feel like I could be back at full strength here in another week or two, but who knows.

Also, if being sick isn't bad enough, I had the hiccups, for two fucking days straight. If that doesn't make you want to put a bullet in your head I don't know what does. Jesus that is some serious torture.

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Other than the hiccups and sickness things are good, I guess. Classes are easy. Intramural soccer is starting soon. Work is going great. My New Year's resolution of drinking less is coming along well, and I'm actually writing a bit more for the DN.

One thing though, is that I need to force myself to set aside a few hours a week to work on my research proposal, and I need to be diligent about it--if I'm serious about my education, about getting back to Japan, about my life, I need to actually do the hard work, and not let myself just get dragged into a rut.

Because life is easy right now, and my ambition to do anything is dwindling. I can see how people just sort of stumble into careers and do nothing with their lives. It makes sense.

It's easy.

So I'm not going to do that.

Oh well, I still handled my business.

And bowled a pretty decent game last night, too. I know Annie was impressed.

The world is such an enchanting place.

I'm thrilled at the possibilites ahead of me.

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Things on my mind:

• The weight room is ridiculously crowded. Why do people have to make New Year's resolutions? It's not gonna last, people! Go away!
• The Blue Orchid has some of the best food in town. They also have the slowest service, bar none. Hopefully, since it's their opening month they'll have things worked out by the time I go back again.

I guess that's all I'm thinking about. Oh, and school. And graduating. And life is crazy.

At times it just seems easier to curl up into a ball and hide from your future than actually do anything real about it.

I mean, it's not always blurry.

But sometimes.

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So I'm only going to say it once, but seriously, GO TEXAS!

Vince Young's Heisman pose while holding that giant crystal football was truly a thing of beauty. Take that Reggie Bush.

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I'm feeling very optimistic about life today.