Happy Sunday! It’s my last lazy Sunday for awhile. Not that I’m complaining, because the lack of lazy time is due to a really awesome trip I’m going on. In fact, I shouldn’t be lazing around on the internet right now, I have guidebooks to read, suitcases to pack, and blog posts to schedule. But oh well, I suppose a bit of procrastination won’t hurt me … much.
If you are in a similar mood and want to lounge about on the internet here are a few links I’ve found interesting over the last few weeks.
To major in English or not to major in English … that is the question. While it was never much of a question for me, it does seem to be something that’s risen in public consciousness in the last two weeks. Just four days after my slightly awkward Father’s Day conversation about if an English major actually translated into any kind of job, David Brooks came to my aid and wrote an op-ed titled The Humanist Vocation in the New York Times. The article discussed how humanities degrees have been cut in half in the last 50 years and exploring the reasoning. Continue reading
Is anyone else already missing Mad Men? If you haven’t seen last night’s season 6 finale let me tell you, you’re in for some serious twists and turns. This week I’ve decided to give you double the choices for who you can marry, who you can date, and who you can dump. The men: Don Draper, Roger Sterling and Pete Campbell. The women: Joan, Peggy, and Betty. Feel free to make substitutes. I really wanted to add Ted and Megan but thought I’d keep my choices to people who’d been on the show since the beginning. Let me know who you would choose in the comments! Continue reading
I am not the kind of person who gets dressed up to go on a plane. I flew enough as a bicoastal kid to know the key to a happy plane ride is a comfy plane ride. When I was at Smith College (an all women’s school) the airport became the place to meet guys. Suddenly, instead of wearing leggings and avoiding eye contact I was supposed to wear eyeliner and be flirtatious. The goal was no longer an empty middle seat on the plane: it was a boyfriend. I resisted this trend and continued to wear my Ugg boots and unapproachable expression, but reading The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight, by Jennifer E. Smith, kind of made me regret that decision. Continue reading
It’s been three months since I basically decided to quit my life and runaway to try and finish my novel. And it’s been going really well … which is I think a shock to no one in my life except myself. Logically, it makes sense that the ability to spend all your time doing your favorite thing (writing) in the most beautiful place in the world (Big Sur) seems like a recipe for success. And it is. Still, my inner pragmatist is being like, “Wait why are you enjoying yourself. I thought I gave you enough rope you would hang yourself and then you could get a normal job and spend your free time watching YouTube videos and going on Okcupid dates instead of writing.” Well the joke is on you inner pragmatist, because not only am I sincerely happy in a way I haven’t been in a long time, I also feel really motivated and engaged in “my work” of writing this novel and trying to bring interesting content to this blog.
I never know how much to write about my personal experiences, because in a strange twist of fate more than just my mom reads this blog. But for my mom (whose birthday is tomorrow!), and other friends/family/internet friends that might be interested I thought it was time to give a little life update. So if you want to know more: Continue reading