okay, so i'm not british (and you don't have to be, either)

frankly, with all the transcontinental security issues as of late, i'm surprised this blog name wasn't taken--that and all the hordes of arrested development fans out there (of whom i hope you are one). you oughta be. in fact, that's probably the only prerequisite for reading this blog. well, that and basic literacy.

as a grad student at the greatest school on earth (if you don't know, i'm not going to tell you...at least, not yet) i've been schooled in the postmodern style of self-disclosure, taught to articulate 1) why i'm writing and 2) what i hope to accomplish thereby, and 3) my modus operandi: (1) peer pressure - many of my friends have blogs, and i enjoy "hearing" their voices as i read about the inner workings of their hilariously twisted minds and various exploits; (2) prolificacy - (which is a real word according to dictionary.com) i'm a very slow writer who has, in recent years, become rather notorious for long-overdue papers. i'm hoping that, rather than becoming a vehicle for procrastination, that this blog may help me to overcome some of my writer's block; and finally, (3) posterity - since the age of fifteen, i have always had summer jobs (with one exception when no one wanted to hire an individual with half-a-master's-degree from (un)said greatest school on earth). my new husband, who has chosen a sensible and urbane career for himself, has willingly agreed to support my life of the mind until i return to school in in late september, and i've found myself with quite a bit of time on my hands for thoughtful reflection (or at least thoughts). sometimes they seem worth pursuing in greater depth, but i find they often slip away, hence the need to capture them for further contemplation and the possibility of insight from others (i suspect that possibility, gentle reader, is indeed probable!)