I often find myself planning out blog entries in my mind throughout the day, and it's really frustrating when I don't have a chance to actually write them. Yesterday I had three things I wanted to write about, but I had to go to meetings, coach, edit the paper, and go to Molly's birthday dinner. I don't even think I was in my room for more than a couple minutes.
We watched a documentary on Neitzsche in Philosophy of Person yesterday. I decided that it's more than a little odd that we actually take his theories and ideas about human nature as seriously as we do. The guy lived a depressing, physically painful, isolated life. He lost his dad and brother at an early age, was sick most of his life, and didn't really talk to other people. What could he know about human nature? His view would obviously be very heavily influenced by his own experiences, and those experiences are by no means typical of humans. How many people go live in the mountains alone? It just really doesn't make sense to me.
See, here's where I really hate not having time to blog when I want to. Now I have time, but I don't feel like typing the rest. I'll finish later.
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