Thank you, everyone, for helping me to decide where to live next year. My poll officially closed last night, and as you can see, Chicago overwhelmingly received the most votes. So, I've decided to move there in August. What would I do without you all?
;)
P.S. By "I've decided to move to Chicago," I of course mean I've decided to delay making a real decision by sticking around Utah for a year while I attempt to save money and put together PhD applications. Then, come next January or February or so, I can let admissions committees decide my life for me. Good plan, no?
Now, the real problem will be if I get accepted nowhere and am, once again, stuck making a decision for myself.
P.P.S. "Provo" and "Salt Lake" together received 7 votes, so sticking around Utah really validates the actual results of the poll. Don't you ever think your vote doesn't count!
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Monday, February 14, 2011
Sick of love?
I know there are a lot of single people out there who don't really enjoy Valentine's Day. I'm not sure why this is, since any holiday that places an appropriate emphasis on chocolate is fine by me. But for all the single ladies (and gentlemen) out there who find themselves feeling sick to their stomachs at the thought of Cupid, flowers, and hearts, I offer this simple four-step prescription to achieving catharsis and enjoying a Valentine's day for one.
First, listen to these love (?) songs for singles:
"Anthony," by Nickel Creek
"Hello . . . Goodbye," by Sean Watkins
"They're in Love, Where Am I?" by The Weepies
Second, engage in escapism by watching a movie which features the kind of love you're unlikely to find in real life. For maximum effect, view said movie on a big screen TV.
Third, eat lots of chocolate.
Fourth, think about the fact that even though lasting romantic love has not yet come your way, there are people in your life who do love you--like yourself, for example. So, go ahead, give yourself a hug. (Helpful instructions on how to do this can be found here.)
Repeat the above steps, if necessary, but do not exceed five doses within 24 hours.
Warning: If you have recently been in a relationship or think you may be in a relationship, the above steps may cause severe liver damage, or, at the very least, some heart disease. Please consult with a doctor before use.
Happy Valentine's Day!
P.S. If you haven't clicked on every link in this post, you've truly cheated yourself and the prescription simply will not work. XOXO.
First, listen to these love (?) songs for singles:
"Anthony," by Nickel Creek
"Hello . . . Goodbye," by Sean Watkins
"They're in Love, Where Am I?" by The Weepies
Second, engage in escapism by watching a movie which features the kind of love you're unlikely to find in real life. For maximum effect, view said movie on a big screen TV.
Third, eat lots of chocolate.
Fourth, think about the fact that even though lasting romantic love has not yet come your way, there are people in your life who do love you--like yourself, for example. So, go ahead, give yourself a hug. (Helpful instructions on how to do this can be found here.)
Repeat the above steps, if necessary, but do not exceed five doses within 24 hours.
Warning: If you have recently been in a relationship or think you may be in a relationship, the above steps may cause severe liver damage, or, at the very least, some heart disease. Please consult with a doctor before use.
Happy Valentine's Day!
P.S. If you haven't clicked on every link in this post, you've truly cheated yourself and the prescription simply will not work. XOXO.
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Dear Enemy
Have any of you ever read a little book called Daddy-Long-Legs by Jean Webster, grand-niece of Mark Twain? Or, perhaps more likely, have you seen the movie starring Fred Astaire and Leslie Caron?
No, you say?
Yeah, me neither.
But, the other day, I did happen to read the sequel to Daddy-Long-Legs, a lovely little epistolatory novel called Dear Enemy. Although the novel is somewhat blighted by a heavy focus on eugenics, I actually quite enjoyed Webster's style and her main character.
Dear Enemy is the story of a young woman named Sallie McBride who, as a new college graduate (yay women's movement--this novel was published in 1915), agrees to manage an asylum that is refuge to 113 orphans. The novel is a collection of her letters, mostly to her friend Judy (who is apparently the star of Daddy-Long-Legs), recounting her adventures in superintending the orphanage. In the course of a year of living and working at this orphanage, Sallie grows out of her frivolous society ways, drops her politician boyfriend, and becomes an independent New Woman.
All in all, I recommend it. It's fairly humorous and unsentimental for a story about orphans that contains frequent discussions of alcoholism and insanity and includes a scene with a baby in a burning building.
Really, it is.
Enjoy.
No, you say?
Yeah, me neither.
But, the other day, I did happen to read the sequel to Daddy-Long-Legs, a lovely little epistolatory novel called Dear Enemy. Although the novel is somewhat blighted by a heavy focus on eugenics, I actually quite enjoyed Webster's style and her main character.
Dear Enemy is the story of a young woman named Sallie McBride who, as a new college graduate (yay women's movement--this novel was published in 1915), agrees to manage an asylum that is refuge to 113 orphans. The novel is a collection of her letters, mostly to her friend Judy (who is apparently the star of Daddy-Long-Legs), recounting her adventures in superintending the orphanage. In the course of a year of living and working at this orphanage, Sallie grows out of her frivolous society ways, drops her politician boyfriend, and becomes an independent New Woman.
All in all, I recommend it. It's fairly humorous and unsentimental for a story about orphans that contains frequent discussions of alcoholism and insanity and includes a scene with a baby in a burning building.
Really, it is.
Enjoy.
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
"Jimmer, more interesting than the most interesting man in the world."
This is amazing and hilarious and possibly disturbing. Enjoy.
ESPN: Jimmer Mania spawns epic Facebook thread
ESPN: Jimmer Mania spawns epic Facebook thread
Saturday, February 5, 2011
A neverending story
Last semester, one of my students concluded her writing reflection with this idea: "But in the end, I neither love nor hate writing. It’s just one part of my life that will probably never go away, and I’ve accepted that."
In echo of her words, I write, "I neither love nor hate my thesis. It's just one part of my life that will probably never go away, and I've accepted that."
In echo of her words, I write, "I neither love nor hate my thesis. It's just one part of my life that will probably never go away, and I've accepted that."
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