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In Which My Pants are Too Posh and I Pretend You’re All Nosy

I was going to do something productive and meaningful this afternoon, but my brother turned on Top Gear and I was productive enough this morning (I worked out, practiced, finished a paper, took a nap)—so I decided to at least pretend to do something meaningful by writing this blog post.

Which would be great if this were actually a meaningful post, but it really isn’t going to be. I just want to tell you an anecdote about the pants I’m currently wearing and then just sort of dump a bunch of things I’m currently into on you in the hopes that you’ll care/be remotely interested.

So my mom bought me these red pants at Eddie Bauer on sale, and I kind of really like them, but while I was raving to an English friend about how ‘very super trendy I am I’m going to die’, he told me that wearing red pants was basically the poshest thing I could do. (The concept of ‘posh’ is vaguely ridiculous to me, but oh well.) I made a bunch of jokes about being too posh for everyone, but then I remembered that these pants were actually very expensive (but they were bought on sale, so it’s remotely better) and therefore I now feel ridiculous in my bright red, far too posh pants. I don’t really care, though, because in addition to being too posh, they’re also too fun—I want more, in different colors. I want a rainbow of posh pants. Because like I said, posh is a ridiculous concept and I live in America, darn it. I can get away with this.

Yeah, no, so I’m not really sure what’s wrong with me either. I’m also scared I’m turning into a hipster, but we’re not going to go there.

Anyway Stuff I Like or Am Endeavoring Through or Whatever
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Currently listening to: Marina and the Diamonds.

Yeah, I literally have no idea how this happened, but I listened to one song by Marina and the Diamonds and now am irrevocably hooked. I’m not a fan of her second album, but I’ve been listening to The Family Jewels on repeat for probably a month now and it’s still just as great as the first day. Her lyrics are so clever. I really can’t explain it—my music tastes are getting stranger and stranger. (But let’s call it eclectic, to be nice.)

Disclaimer: the video’s a bit weird, but it’s the lesser of two evils. It was this or a pitched, fan-made lyric video (with possibly misspelled lyrics or bad grammar—ugh), so if you’re concerned, just minimize the page while the song plays.

Currently reading: The Violent Bear It Away by Flannery O’Connor.

I’m about ten pages in, so I can’t properly give any sort of judgment yet, but I’m hoping it doesn’t disappoint. I know Flannery O’Connor is less than cheery (that’s a bit of an understatement), but I also know she’s a phenomenal writer, and I’ve been looking forward to reading her work for ages—and now I’ve finally gotten around to it.

Currently watching: Castle

Or would be watching if I could get off my lazy butt and get to the library to rent the DVDs—so far I’ve just been catching episodes out of sequence as they air on TV, which was enough to get me hooked on the show and annoyed that I’ve not been getting the entire story in order. I love the characters, the writing, the relationships… And Nathan Fillion, I mean, come on.

Currently working on: a hat with storm troopers on it for an 8 year old boy who undoubtedly will not appreciate the amount of effort I put into it. 😛

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 To be perfectly fair, I’m not technically ‘working’ on it any more, as I finally finished it on Thursday—fleece lining and all. I’m quite pleased with it, even though it did induce me to borrow a technique of John Green and invent swear words from the name of famous authors. “Curse the bloody, Charlotte Brontë-ing thing!”

photo 2Currently playing: Carmen!

Schubert and Bach as well, and while I love them, sometimes you just have to revel in the awesome that is Carmen. I won’t link to it, but if you have Spotify, just look up Carmen, Suite I, and listen all the way through. It’s so worth it.

Currently lacking: sleep.

So I’m going to go get on that. I don’t know how it managed to get to twenty-til-two without my noticing, but I stayed up too late last night and didn’t intend to repeat the experience… Oops.

Tell me what you’ve been up to in the comments! I love hearing from you guys. 🙂

Best wishes,

December Resolutions


I refuse to acknowledge that it is the end of 2013. I refuse to acknowledge that I graduate in less than six months; five now. I refuse to acknowledge that I’m growing up. I refuse to acknowledge that another year of my life is drawing to a close. I can’t take it.

At the same time, it is December, and I do have some resolutions before 2014 decides to slam me in the face with the unabridged version of Les Misérables and break my nose.

1. Exercise.

Not exactly sure how many times I’ve made this resolution, but I’m actually on track already to keep it. I’ve basically given myself an ultimatum, and I’ve found exercise I like, and it’s going to happen.

2. Finish three books.

I’m currently reading The Screwtape Letters, by C. S. Lewis; I’m hoping to read A Tale of Two Cities, by Charles Dickens over Christmas and to squeeze in The Violent Bear It Away, by Flannery O’Connor in between them. That would be three books by New Year’s Eve, which would bring me to 40 out of the 50 books I wanted to read this year—which, honestly, isn’t bad.

That’s all for me right now; I have to be up early tomorrow for a Latin class and am bracing myself for Liverpool’s match tomorrow… We were completely destroyed on Sunday, I’m not emotionally up for another defeat like that.

Best wishes—and pray for me, please,

Post script, 12/4/13: Liverpool won, 5-1, in an absolutely incredible match. Suarez is just magnificent. Ack.