I learned something very important about myself today-- that my Anthropologie addiction is for sure a problem, because:
1. The idea of never being able to afford the wondrous/ridiculously expensive clothing is the strongest con in the case against my becoming a teacher.
2. Every time I walk into the store, I actively think to myself, "I might give my ( Read more... )

The first few days of summer have been alternately fabulous and mediocre. I've been reading outside a lot, probably 200 pages in the last day. So nice. And, I've started my Italian podcasts! Well, actually, I just did pronunciation today, but I'm already glad I'm doing it. Just saying the sample words was so fun. I can't decide if I want to pay 15 ( Read more... )

I FUCKING LOVE SIGMA KAPPA.

Let's never grow up, k? OKAY.

"Diese wiederkehrenden Traeume, dachte Helander, sind immer meine staerksten Gottesbeweise gewesen, denn immer, wenn ich aus ihnen aufwachte, war mein erster Gedanke, noch im Halbschlaf: ich habe in einer Welt gelebt, die erloest werden muss."

An excerpt from a very long (but amazing) post on a Facebook group opposing Tent City on UW's campus ( Read more... )

I take back everything mean I ever said about you, Monsieur Foucault. And about all critical theory in general, actually. Funny what a fine line exists between contempt and love. I can't believe this class is over next week. I kind of want it to go on forever!

English is the best major in the world! Period.

I just came THIS CLOSE to asking Chico if I could see the monkeys. THIS CLOSE.

Me: So, have you ever seen the monkeys here?
Chico: Oh yeah. I used to all the time. They moved lots to Atlanta though.
Me: But they still have some here, right?
Chico: Yep. 6th and 7th floors. They keep them very secluded.
Me: Oh. *sighs*

Also, I'm absolutely loving my first stint with Dickens. Really, really ridiculously good.

I love my daily Google. I really feel like I know a lot more about the world because of it. For example, I just learned so much about mosquitoes. Bomb.

I have three English papers due this week, and a German midterm Friday. One is finished, one is one its way to being finished, and one doesn't even have a topic. I think I am losing my flare for quick and witty paper-writing. Friday night is the Greek Week Mariners game. If I can survive this week, I am going to get SO DRUNK on Friday.