I decided to entitle this blog “Peter Pan Complexity” because thus far I’ve been pretty successful at avoiding responsible adulthood. (For those unfamiliar: Peter Pan Complex is a pop-psychology term used to describe an adult male who is socially immature.) The analogy is pretty clear. Peter Pan never wanted to grow up, (sounds like me) lived in a fantasy world, (Vanderbilt anyone?) and had a fondness for small boys (ok, maybe it’s not perfect). Anyway, to draw some more parallels I’ve taken a page from Pan’s playbook and surrounded myself with like minded friends who have similar ambitions. I’m not going to call my buddy’s the “Lost Boys” though, because in addition to that being spectacularly gay I’m trying to avoid referencing any Kiefer Sutherland movies.
(I was planning on running with this for a while, but the Peter Pan references were getting pretty cumbersome. The new job/mortgage/bar exam as Captain Hook and mounting responsibility as the clock the crocodile swallowed? It got pretty fucking retarded quickly. The only upshot of which being I might get to make a Tinkerbell reference about one of my friends. In any case, I’m dropping it here.)
Maybe a bit more preface is an order? I graduated from Vanderbilt in 2004, and I decided that given the choice between getting a real job and going to grad school, grad school was a no-brainer. What better way to recapture the joy of college than by pretending not to graduate for another 3 years. So I managed to hang on to my backpack and flip flops for at least this much longer by going straight to Vanderbilt Law.
Since exams are fast approaching, I decided it was time to adopt a new hobby. This is sort a tradition for me:
Spring 2007 = rambling, unreadable blog (yeah, I know)
Fall 2006 = bought an x-box 360 (logged some serious hours)
Spring 2006 = read entire Harry Potter series (probably faster than your kid)
Fall 2005 = watched all of Sex in the City on HBO on-demand (between that and the Peter Pan thing I’m really coming off gay here)
That’s enough by way of introduction. I hope that someone finds some entertainment value in this. I advise anyone reading it not to take it too seriously. I don’t really expect it to have any coherency either in direction or ultimate meaning. I think the next couple of entries will be related to the whole, “I have to become an adult soon” motif. We’ll see where that goes.
