Hey folks. So a little friendly advice: when your academic program is relatively lax for nine weeks, and week eleven marks the beginning of the independent study project with a marked decrease in rigid scheduling, rationale dictates that week ten is going to be an uproariously cluster-fucking shitshow of a time.
Do not ignore rationale.
Yes, this was that week. But after hundreds of read research pages, a dozen pages of topic proposal, half a dozen revisions, and at least 24 hours of stolen sleep, I am pleased to announce that beginning on April 15th, I will be living in Sarajevo to study domestic and international law-enforcement responses to human trafficking in post-Dayton Bosnia & Herzegovina. It should be...well, heartbreaking, really. But I'm thrilled for the opportunity and hope to get the ball rolling on a topic that needs much more coverage than it's getting.
With that in mind, I'm kicking back in the next two or three days. I have to pack, clean up around here, formulate a game plan--all the fun stuff. In the meantime, the world has been an observable place. Bear in mind, in my relatively sleepless state (I fell asleep as the sun was rising twice this week) linear time kinda crapped out around day two. Nevertheless, here we go:
Do not ignore rationale.
Yes, this was that week. But after hundreds of read research pages, a dozen pages of topic proposal, half a dozen revisions, and at least 24 hours of stolen sleep, I am pleased to announce that beginning on April 15th, I will be living in Sarajevo to study domestic and international law-enforcement responses to human trafficking in post-Dayton Bosnia & Herzegovina. It should be...well, heartbreaking, really. But I'm thrilled for the opportunity and hope to get the ball rolling on a topic that needs much more coverage than it's getting.
With that in mind, I'm kicking back in the next two or three days. I have to pack, clean up around here, formulate a game plan--all the fun stuff. In the meantime, the world has been an observable place. Bear in mind, in my relatively sleepless state (I fell asleep as the sun was rising twice this week) linear time kinda crapped out around day two. Nevertheless, here we go:
- So. Spring. Where the hell were you, buddy? I thought you showed up about two weeks ago, then you flaked out, and now you come crawling back. And I...oh, who am I kidding. I can't stay mad at you. Seventy-degree weather and chirping birds, you can come around any time you'd like. Just don't bring the hayfever.
- Let's talk about public parks. Let's talk about beautiful views of half of the city from the precipice rising a hundred feet above the sparkling river. Let's talk about the seasonable purchase of ice cream from vendors (caramel cream. Be jealous, punks). Let's talk about seeing kids on a class trip playing a pickup game of soccer. Let's talk about stray dogs friendly enough to let you scratch 'em behind the ears. Let's talk about how spring gets two bullet points because goddammit, this season is beautiful.
- Speaking of nature, I got bushwhacked (forgive the pun) by a tree the other day while coming home from a run. I was walking through a green crosswalk when BAP. Right on the back of the head. I turned, arms coming up, and saw my assailant: half of a tree branch, laying defeated on the ground (I guess my ferocious battle-cry of "nrnrrrghh, FUCK" as I spun to confront it was enough to scare it to death.
- After two and a half months of Yugos, Trabbies, and B-grade Volkswagens, I saw a cherry-red Audi R8 cruising along Makedonska yesterday. Where has that guy been hiding?
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