wolven7 | This is my life:

So, to Recap:

I've been accepted to speak at a cyborging and virtual culture conference in Laval, France, in the third week of March. That's five weeks from today.

I have a chapter due in two weeks for a book called 'Futurama and Philosophy.' My chapter is about cyborgs and identity.

Sometime toward the end of this semester, I'm giving a guest lecture at Emory's Candler School of Theology on "Posthuman Theology."

On the weekend of my birthday, there's a symposium on "MACHINES & MENTALITY" (basically Philosophy and Autonomous Created Intelligence), to which i Will be applying.

In mid-September, there's a conference in London called "Risk and Rapture: Apocalyptic Imagination in Late Modernity," and they are currently looking for papers "on any aspects or themes related to…Secular interpretations of apocalypse; Religio-political apocalyptic discourse; Critical theories that seek solutions to contemporary notions of risk; Correlations between critical theories of risk and apocalyptic ideology; The growth of fundamentalisms as a reaction to risk culture(s)."

I am broke, and thus will be asking for your help in raising funds, again, soon, in order to attend the aforementioned conferences.

I have a precious few people in my fields who, once they hear the full scope of my work, still count me as a contact.

And it often feels like my alma mater has basically forgotten that i exist.

Does this count as Livin' The Dream?

Weirdly enough, I'm still inclined to say "Yes."

What the hell is wrong with me?