February 2009


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Today’s book: Confessions of a Shopaholic, Sophie Kinsela

Now, as an English grad student in general, I try and weed out the more ‘fashionable’ i.e. less ‘literary’ books while I’m at the bookstore. That being said,  can’t help but sometimes go for the trendy – the shiny covers are just so inviting.

Last night I started reading Confessions of a Shopaholic, and it really is the paper equivalent of a blueberry muffin. Delicious, sugary, and full of fat, but somehow you can still convince yourself that it’s healthy in some way because it’s not a cupcake. However one can’t help but fall in love with protagonist Becky whose shortcomings translate into actual debt. And I understand her shopping addictions; when all you can think of is how you need to not spend money and cut back on everything buying yourself a little reward is a small consolation. The difference between me and her is that she buys a 200 scarf, and I buy a sweater from the Gap, on sale. And who doesn’t think, in the back of their mind, that they could someday win the lottery and pay it all off?

And I also wonder what exactly is going on in the publishing world but suddenly there is an explosion of books with women in period costume on the cover. Queen Elizabeth, Marie Antoinette, and everyone associated with the Tudors or Henry VIII is apparently in vogue.  The books themselves may not have much in common, but they are all working a look, and for some reason including an actual woman’s entire face just ruins it for them.

           

If you’re going to pick one, I’d recommend Marie Antoinette: The Journey by Antonia Fraser. She’s an amazing writer who makes history seem like juicy fiction.

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“When you get a BA you think you know everything, when you get your Masters you think you know nothing, when you get your Ph.D you realize no one knows anything.”

My new favorite saying, courtesy of my professor, Scott Miller.

Today is rainy, and windy, and completely a day for staying inside. I woke up  this morning at 10am and then again at 12 am and it still looked like it was about 7am outside. Gray.

I feel less motivated to do actual work right now, especially since tomorrow is a holiday.

More time for my new game addiction, Mahjong, which I stink at.

 

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WordPress, this one’s for you.

Meet my new laptop! (Ok so you can’t actually meet it but you must be able to hear the happiness in my typing, right?)

Ok, after all the crap-throwing that went on between Mac and Windows, I think I can finally form an opinion based on these certain factors;

  • Mac books are quite lovely in design – they’re slim and portable and make the owner look super-sheik. However, you have to be willing to put your money where your mouth is, because the super-silver macbook will run you over $2000! Ouch…
  • The cutest PCs are designed…to look like Macs.
  • As far as performance goes, it’s very hard to find an independent computer review site that gives Mac the top nod, or even a nod at all. While Mac runs very well and has less of a virus risk, wow will you pay for it. Literally.
  • Windows Vista – ok, so I heard all this horrible stuff about you, but so far it seems all talk. It looks great, runs very well, and has some super cool programs and features.

So, the bottom line, it seems, is all about the bottom line. Because not only can you get a fantastic PC that looks as fancy as a Mac for waaaay less, you get much more performance for your bang, and your buck.

Plus, while I was really into the white Mac case, I now feel that silver is the wave of the future, and who am I kidding, I’m messy.

In a happy twist of fate, while I ended up being alone on this Valentines Day due to a long-distance schedule, my laptop was delivered. And since the case is red, I consider it a Valentine (plus it’s a socially conscious red, project red to be exact). My computer loves me. Yay.

I would also like to add that I’m posting this blog without having to go into a browser, using Windows Live Writer. And it posts it for me. Which is awesome.

Now I’m going to get up and figure out the best way to spend Valentines Day that doesn’t involve the other half of my couple. The best way that doesn’t make me feel too pathetic. But thanks to on demand cable, I can rent a chick flick without suffering through the Blockbuster line and having to wonder about the guys who are buying onion rings and renting horror movies. Scary.