Representative Women
Mormon women's history moment of the day. I'll photoshop myself in later.
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I'm Too Old for This [Stuff]
One of the social inventions of the last twenty years has been the quarter-life crisis. As education before career takes longer, living with parents becomes more common, and our society continues to prolong adolescence, those of us heading up on twenty-five start to realize...what the heck have I even done with my life? There are some people my age with careers. Some people with families. Some people have careers and families. I have...a series of interesting experiences. I have only semi-direction in my life. So now I'm trying to figure out how formal I want to make this crisis. Right now, I'm kind of even thinking about throwing a quarter-life crisis party in August (everyone wears businesswear and we watch My Dinner with Andre?). Right now, though, I'm still taking suggestions. One suggestion comes from watching How I Met Your Mother with Jen B. By which I mean The Murtaugh List. Those of you unfamiliar with the episode/Lethal Weapon movies may not be aware of the catch...
I'm in 17th Grade, but I Read at a 8th Grade Level!
Having always wanted, but never read Philip Dick's Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep? I shuffled off to my local Amazon.com and ordered book. Oh, what a fool I was! Six weeks later, I open it up and say, "Wow! This is a lot shorter than I remembered. Oh well." and started flipping through it. "Neat! Pictures!" How cool and graphic-novel-y and post-modern. After the first chapter it dawned on me. Nuts! I ordered the junior-high progressing-readers adaption! That's not to say, however, that I stopped reading. Something satisfying in reading a book in 2 hours. Still, I feel like I got the cliffnotes version. It probably lost a lot in dumbing it down (oh PLEASE tell me it was dumbed down), but it's a nice engaging story. In fact, this is probably a nice middle ground between cliffnotes and actually reading the thing. Junior high rocks!
Now You Know It's Possible...
I finished Robinson's Home , which has a nice, sad, hopeful, sort of melancholy ending and headed off to bed. Then I started thinking melancholy thoughts. Then I started thinking melancholy thoughts about myself. Then I felt really sad. Then my stomach began aching and I felt a little nauseated, so I got up for lemonade and crackers. I've managed to worry myself sick! (Unless I sicked myself worried, because some sort of cold is also going around.)