Archive for April, 2009

April 28, 2009

Something to Love on Tuesday

I love….

a cappella music.

USC Reverse Osmosis sings Fall Out Boy’s “Sugar, We’re Going Down

I’ve loved a cappella music since I discovered Napster, in high school.

Central Michigan University’s On The Rox sings Journey’s “Open Arms”

Oh wait. I’ve loved a cappella music since I was obsessed with PBS’s afternoon television programming.

Rockapella’s “Where In The World Is Carmen Sandiego?”

My tastes run toward a not-so-polished collegiate sound, with powerful soloists, complicated back-up harmonies and INTENSITY.

UC Berkeley’s DeCadence sings Ben Folds interpretation of Dr. Dre’s “Bitches Ain’t Shit”

I’m biased toward co-ed groups.

The Key Elements from Cornell sing Weezer’s “Say It Ain’t So”

I can listen to multiple versions of the same song, over and over.

Darmouth’s Cords sing Big & Rich’s “Save a Horse, Ride a Cowboy”

I can listen to genres of music that I never thought myself interested in… as long as it’s a cappella.

University of Wisconsin’s Redefined takes on an “experimental Japanese piece”

And humor. Love it.

Central Michigan University’s Central Harmony does “Galileo” by The Indigo Girls

It wasn’t a goal of mine to SING a cappella myself, but I was lucky to chance into it.

I miss it so!

April 27, 2009

Monday, I’m In Love

I’m head over heels for “May it Please the Court” by Maira Kalman.

Two things I’m always a little mushy about:



The Supreme Court


April 24, 2009

what my world is full of

Literary Meme

– cause I really love books –

photo by gaspi

1. What author do you own the most books by?

Ooooh good question. I have all 5 of Megan McCafferty’s, plus this book of essays she edited. I have a ton of Phyllis Reynolds Naylor’s Alice books.

But I think E. Lockhart might win out, just out of strange accumulation. Boyfriend List: ARC,  a hardback we found for 2 dollars at a thrift store, and one audio from a contest I won. Fly On The Wall: One copy, and one contest audio. The Boy Book: two copies, one mine and one Caroline’s cause we were living separately and didn’t know the other had bought. Dramarama: ARC & a hardback I won in said contest. How To Be Bad: ARC. The Disreputable History of Frankie Landau-Banks: ARC.

That’s 11 books!
2. What book do you own the most copies of?

I don’t collect multiple editions, but I know for a face I have doubles of the above books ^^^ as well as Rats Saw God by Rob Thomas, Summer Sisters by Judy Blume, due to wear and tear and library discards 🙂

3. What fictional character are you secretly in love with?

I’ve kind of have a crush on Len Levy from Megan McCafferty’s books. He was the class nerd before being a nerd was cool, and then when being a nerd became cool, he was still a nerd (albeit a better dressed, more ambitious nerd)

And even though I’m not supposed to, I hold a candle for Jackson Clarke from E. Lockhart’s Ruby Oliver series.

4. What book have you read more than any other?

I’ve read Summer Sisters every year, on vacation, for about 9 years.

5. What was your favorite book when you were ten years old?

1995, eh? I believe I was all about Alice at that point, and Paula Danziger’s Amber Brown, and probably a lot of Babysitter’s Club.

6. What is the worst book you’ve read in the past year?

I really didn’t like Jellicoe Road (for some barely tangible reason), but I’m not sure it was the WORST book… I mean, I did read the first Clique book last year. Surely, that book was worse.

7. What is the best book you’ve read in the past year?

Best of 2008 was determined to be Life As We Knew It by Susan Beth Pfeffer. Best of 2009, so far? I’m gonna have to give it up to The Bluest Eye. Kudos to Toni Morrison!

8. If you could tell everyone reading this to read one book, what would it be?

I’m gonna advocate for YA as well as spurring social change and go with Feed by M.T. Anderson

9. What is the most difficult book you’ve ever read?

Difficult to understand? The Astonishing Life of Octavian Nothing, vol I: The Pox Party by M.T. Anderson. Well, War and Peace was pretty tough, but I didn’t finish it so it doesn’t count. Mrs. Dalloway was pretty intense as well.

Difficult, emotionally? In Cold Blood kind of sucked.

10. Do you prefer the French or the Russians?

Well, I liked The Little Prince but did not like War and Peace, so France ftw.

11. Shakespeare, Milton or Chaucer?

None. Because I am a literary heathen.

12. Austen or Eliot?

Austen because I’ve actually read a book of hers.

13. What is the biggest or most embarrassing gap in your reading?

A lot of classics. That huge list of 1001 books you should read before you die? I’ve read about 20. THAT’S embarrassing. It just takes a lot for me to start reading one, to finish one, to really get INTO a classic. I suffer from literary ADD. It’s gotta REALLY grip me, or be under 250 pages.

14. What is your favorite novel?

Oh goodness. I always have trouble with these questions – Favorite is so final, so definite. So in order to ease myself, I always take Favorite questions as if they were phrased “If you had to pick five *fill-in-the-blanks* that would appear in your top ten, what would they be?” So here’s those five:

1. The Time Traveller’s Wife by Audrey Niffenegger

2. The Disreputable History of Frankie Landau-Banks by E. Lockhart

3. Summer Sisters by Judy Blume

4. The Giver by Lois Lowry

5. Walden by Henry David Thoreau (not really a novel,  but whatevs)

15. Play?

Hmmm…. Raisin in the Sun wasn’t bad, from what I recall.

16. Poem?

Cliche choice? “Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening” – Robert Frost (love love love it)

Not so cliche (or maybe it is, who knows) “i like my body when it is with your” – e.e. cummings

17. Essay?

Not sure the line between creative nonfic short story/essay/article but I’m a fan of Augusten Burroughs, David Sedaris, and Anne Lamott.

19. Non Fiction?

This is a little like choosing my favorite novel… so let’s apply the above rules

1. Under the Banner of Heaven by Jon Krakauer

2. In Defense of Food by Michael Pollan

3. Boy by Roald Dahl

4. Bird by Bird by Anne Lamott

5. A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius by Dave Eggers

20. Graphic Novel?

I don’t need a list. Blankets by Craig Thompson. Gets me every time.

21. Science Fiction?

I don’t read any hardcore sci-fi, but I’m definitely in favor of Slaughterhouse-5 by Kurt Vonnegut & Feed by M.T. Anderson.

22. Who is your favorite writer?

I will run out and buy anything  by the following: John Green, Laurie Halse Anderson, Sarah Dessen & E. Lockhart.

23. Who is the most overrated writer alive today?

I’m gonna have to go with Stephenie Meyer. Not that she doesn’t deserve praise for her work – she does – but it’s not the WRITING that had anything to do with her success, in my opinion.

24. What are you reading right now?

Heh heh. Uh. This is about to get embarrassing.

The Spectacular Now by Tim Tharp (gym book)

The Senator’s Wife by Sue Miller (audio book)

Cross My Heart and Hope to Spy by Ally Carter (book to read at work)

Cat’s Cradle (book that lays about my house)

Marian Anderson: The Voice That Challenged a Nation by Russell Freedman (book that I really ought to finish some time soon)

Reading Like A Writer by Francine Prose (see above)

[that’s a lot of half-read book. even for me.]

25. Best Memoir?

I threw a few into the Non-Fic section, but here are some un-represented ones I’ve liked

1. Babycatcher by Peggy Vincent

2. The Glass Castle by Jeannette Walls

3. Running With Scissors by Augusten Burroughs

4. Wasted by Marya Hornbacher

5. Beautiful Boy by David Scheff

26. Best History?

Oy vey. I don’t read a lot of history. As mentioned, I liked Under the Banner of Heaven.

27. Best Mystery or Noir?

For a time in my young life, I couldn’t get enough of Lillian Jackson Braun (The Cat Who Mysteries) and Diane Mott Davidson (catering mysteries) and I did read a whole slew of Noir novels for a class and I’d have to say my favorite was….. I Married a Dead Man by Cornell Woolrich

April 23, 2009

Hell Week

Hell Week.

I picked up this term doing theater in high school. It’s the week before opening night when everyone in the room goes “SHIT we actually have to perform all this and be good at it and people are going to watch!” Everyone then proceeds to have their own personal Freak Out session, everything that CAN go wrong usually DOES go wrong, and you stumble, scream, and scratch your way until Friday.

Usually, the Friday night cast parties are the best.

I am so looking forward to that Friday night cast party.

The term relates to other stuff too. Exam week. The week before exams. The week before this gigantic work project is due and even though you’re On Schedule, it seems like the thing never gets done in a timely fashion.

My head has been stuck in this monstrosity for The Entirety Of Today

2 pages of my beautiful, handcrafted, quarterly department bulletin. Mad MS Publisher Skillz, I know. All the copy, layout, millions of dates/times to check/recheck/check-check-check ARE MINE.

The week that I will finish this, and fight with the printer for 100 doublesided, color copies.

The week of your boyfriend’s exams/juries, after which he will return phone calls, turn his attention toward Matters Of The Future, and pump his fists a lot and whispers yesssssss!

After Friday, I will have one of my last remaining 3 day weekends.

When this hellacious week is over, MY SISTER IS COMING HOME FROM COLLEGE, and I only have a 1.5 day work-week next week and then I will be in CHICAGO (all things go, all things go) in a hotel room and things will be better.

It will look brighter.

And yeah, I’ll probably be drinking. Heavily.

April 21, 2009

me & Jessica D

The year is 2001. I am a newly minted high school junior. I have a driver’s liscence and a car. I have two inseparable best friends. I have just quit my oppressive library shelving job as well as the tennis team. After seeing a book cover in a few magazines of choice – I am REALLY into magazines – I hunt it down and read it.

And am face to face with myself.

Jessica Darling lives in rural New Jersey.

I lived in rural New Jersey for thirteen years!

Jessica Darling is positively DISTRAUGHT when her best friend moves and leaves her, connected by letters.

I was left by my best friend, and we corresponded for years.

Jessica Darling is sarcastic, witty, and such a cynic.

I am sarcastic, occasionally witty, and despite my best efforts, remain a cynic!!

Jessica Darling is a Brain in a school full of idiots.

I am going to graduate valedictorian, and have been referred to by more than one classmate as That Smart Girl!!!!

Jessica Darling’s middle name is Lynn.

SO IS MINE!!asdkrjek!!!!!

Sloppy Firsts is about Jessica Darling, a high school sophomore whose best friend, Hope, has moved to the Midwest after her brother dies of a heroin overdose. Jessica is left alone, friendless except for a crew of bubbly, backstabbing cheerleaders and Scotty, her two-week-8th-grade boyfriend who still holds a candle. Her parents wish she was more like her older – and more  vapid – sister, she hates the track team but runs every night to fend off insomnia, and she’s so stressed her period has left the building. Only a strange relationship with the class druggie/man-whore – and best friend to Hope’s deceased brother – soothes her nerves, while simultaneously threatening any life-balance Jessica has left.

I fell in love with the book hard and fast. I had my own copy by Christmas. I could tell you the publication date for the second book. When I stumbled across Megan McCafferty’s professional bio on her website, I was stunned to find a snippet from my own, imagined CV: a high achieving student, working as a magazine editor and writer for YM ( I think), Cosmo, until she decided to write crossover books for teens and adults.

So I did what any fan-girl at the cusp of the Internet-era would do: I sent her an email expressing my admiration for her work, my uncanny similarities to her book’s heroine, and asking her career advice.

I was stunned when I got a personal response. The author of my Newfound Favorite Book wrote ME an email! She gave me sound career advice that I did not take (go to New York to get into publishing, or whatever city will support your job choice – much more important than your particular major), and although I am GLAD I did not pursue my high school career fantasies of Being Megan McCafferty, I still remember that email fondly.

Fast forward to the summer of 2003. Jessica (me, not Darling), is about to graduate. She has one less best friend, a long distance boyfriend, a college scholarship, a minor part in her school musical and enough stress to sink a few ships. Instead of waiting for the library to stock the sequel, Jessica drives herself to the bookstore and secures her very own copy of Second Helpings, and digs right in.

Second Helpings: Having determined that her ill-fated “relationship” with Marcus was a Huge Effing Mistake, Jessica Darling hopes to spend the rest of her life avoiding him – starting with a summer writing program and ending when he fails to show up to the first day of Senior Year. Instead, Jessica struggles to make her college choice – go with her parent’s wishes to keep her out of a post 9-11 NYC or sneak into Columbia? But when Marcus returns just in time to make friends with her new boyfriend, she can’t avoid Marcus – or her feelings – any more.

One thing I love about this series is the intentional throw-back feel of the narrative. Ms. McCafferty has stated that she wanted to write a book that felt like a John Hughes movie, and guess what? This girl likes John Hughes movies. The ending of Second Helpings is just as magical as any 80’s classic in a way that is so-romantic, it can only be found in teenage life.

There was a long haul between books 2 and 3, but worth the wait. Jessica was finishing her final week of her third collegiate year, hanging on by the slightest of threads. There were two concerts to perform at. There were papers to stay up all night writing. There were exams to kill her off. She would be leaving for a weeklong writing course on an island in the middle of Lake Michigan. And there was a boyfriend she had broken up with, but hadn’t left behind. Somewhere in there was the release date for Charmed Thirds. Shortly before this whole debacle, Jessica and her soon-to-be-estranged boyfriend went to her local independent bookseller to procure a copy, only to find out they’d never heard of the series and of course had not purchased any copies.


So exams happened. She made it until Thursday afternoon, where she sat at her desk at work and made plans for the evening – it was a gorgeous day, and she was DONE! There would be drinking, she thought. She would be going out to the bar for one last night with her ex-boyfriend and some mutual friends. He was not returning to school the next year. Of course she would go out with him.

She emailed him about the plans, and he showed up fifteen minutes before the end of her shift.

“Wanna go to Midland?” he said.

“What for?” she asked.

“So you can go to Barnes and Noble and get that book you wanted.”

Well that’s certainly one way to a girl’s heart.

It was all a charming ploy to get back into her good graces, she realized later, as he suggested they also take in a matinee showing of Stick It, but it worked. She had her book. She read it mostly while on Beaver Island, when she wasn’t busy mulling over her boyfriend dilemmas, writing short-short stories about lighthouses, or napping with her forehead up against a van’s window. When she went back for a re-read, long after reuniting with the boy, she counted 5 dead gnats squished upon the pages.

Charmed Thirds is probably my favorite volume of Jessica Darling’s life. Marking a departure from the usual format – Jessica only writes during her school-breaks – as well as the familiar high school landscape, this is a book about growing up and finding your own way. Her collegiate adventures are varied – an internship that seemed perfect but turns out to turn her stomach, how to be a long-distance girlfriend to someone who doesn’t have a history of keeping it in his pants, and how to find friends and security in a city that would rather you have neither? Can you come out of college ahead, even if you’ve lost everything you thought you wanted?

The last chapter of this book brought me to tears. Granted, I was going through a similar College Relationship Struggle, but when I read it again, when the waters had cleared somewhat, I cried again.

August 2007. Jessica is a newly minted college graduate, and has just found a Real World Job (albeit part time). Things with her boyfriend are getting rocky again – oh, the differences between a Type-A-Female-College-Grad and a Free-Wheeling-Male-Still-In-College – and she is more than ready to sit down with her literary friend, Jessica Darling, for a reunion.

In Fourth Comings, Jessica is living The Life – she’s working (albeit struggling to pay rent) in The City, living with her best friend, Hope, and Marcus is back in the same time zone. But maybe their relationship isn’t quite in synch – when Marcus proposes, Jessica finds herself at a loss. Can she be a wife when her life feels so far from Settled Down? Shouldn’t she be jumping for joy at this point? Can her life in the city slow down enough to be committed to a 20-something who’s just NOW starting college?

Needless to say, I was feeling JD’s pain. But was so happy to find out that even though Ms. McCafferty threatened every book to be the last – and it seemed that she wrote books 3 AND 4 with this in mind – there would be a fifth.

Which brings us to the present. Not much has changed for Jessica-Me in the past year and a half, including my desire to run out and buy The Next Jessica Darling book on Day One. Jessica has finally surpassed me in age and experience. I have been the high school brainiac. I have felt far from my friend even when I am near them. I have been the long distance girlfriend, the confused collegiate, the surly friend.

Perfect Fifths: After a long separation, Jessica and Marcus are reunited in the most inopportune way – Jessica is late for a plane, Marcus is on his way home, and neither of them have spoken or seen each other for ages. They are far from the teenagers they were when they met, but the anxiety upon meeting brings it all rolling back, to both of them.

This book was Out There in terms of format – Third Person?? Inside Marcus Flutie’s head??!!??? Haikus???!!

But I loved it.

I didn’t think I would love knowing Marcus from the inside out. But I loved it.

I didn’t think I was much of a Jessica-Marcus fangirl. Maybe my descriptions  haven’t made it clear, but these books are about A LOT more than just Jessica and Marcus and their tangled relationship. It’s about Jessica and her parents and how they fight to communicate and understand one another. It’s about how even Hope, her best friend, can surprise and sadden her. It’s about how the girl you never thought you would really like – Bridget, the pretty, popular one – is really a complex human being and it’s YOUR fault for not adequately realizing her. It’s about what happens to all of Jessica’s high school friends. It’s about Jessica’s sister, the ditzy, blonde Bethany. It’s about Len Levy, the nerd turned Jessica’s first real boyfriend turned spurned lover. It’s about how your whole life unravels in front of you, and only makes sense looking back. And did I mention THEY ARE LAUGH OUT LOUD HILARIOUS!??

It’s not just about Jessica and Marcus and OhMyGodWillTheyGetTogether?!?

But I didn’t realize how much I’d invested in the two of them until Perfect Fifths.

I didn’t know how cool it would be to see my name in the Acknowledgments section in the back of the book either 😛

I’m sad that there will never be another Jessica Darling book, but I’m happy I got to see her on into adulthood. I’m happy that, unlike me who is still stuck between Book Four Jessica and Book Five Jessica, our heroine finally found a place for herself in the world. I’m happy I’m free to read and reread and reread until I get cataracts and can’t see.

This series will always be one I emulate, one I aspire to, and one I hold near and dear.

Thanks, Megan. It’s been a fun ride.

Megan McCafferty Online | Retroblog | Indiebound Link

April 20, 2009

unfit to blog

Ladies and gents, I am officially Too Surly to think of anynthing nice to write about anything.

Unlike some people, I don’t have an excuse for my bad moods. I’d love to give up sugar, but first I will need a) to reduce the base-level Grouch b) find some way to get caffeine without the mocha/whipped-cream/energy-drink attached c) probably get my own kitchen.

I am not needlessly angry, I don’t think. Everything in my life seems to be falling into one of the following categories:


delaying grad school decisions, my parents’ credit card being down for TWO grocery trips (goodbye 100 dollars), my 70+ dollar shoes hurting my feet, my inability to clean my room to a 100% shine, Gray’s Anatomy torrent inching along at .2 kb/second, forgetting my jeans on the bathroom floor and having to wear my sweatpants 24/7 for the duration of the weekend, anything my family says to me


something personal that I can’t even tell you about, but is on my mind every time I have a spare moment of thought, the idea of paying for anything more than I’m paying for right now, having a credit card bill that is equal or greater to my upcoming paycheck, this spot on my big toe that I suddenly just can’t feel

Completely Maddening

ask me later about my boyfriend, 2 Greyhound bus tickets, and a fake obituary. just ask me much, MUCH later, when I’m not still fuming over it. two years? okay, we’ll talk in two years…

Not every day (week) can be happy, dreamy, lovely.

Not every girl has to be completely hormonally balanced 24/7.

An not every blog post has to be entirely uplifting.

But if I’m not posting, it’s probably because when you can’t say anything nice, you should probably just say nothing at all.

April 16, 2009

this is thursday

Some Things To Consider

+ How long until I don’t feel like an idiot when it comes to troubleshooting my Mac (yes, my Mac does occasionally need troubleshooting). But when I let go of that feeling of dumbassery, I also let go of that delightful feeling I got when I FINALLY fixed my iSight cam! Let the vanity and subsequent gratuitious fotos of yourstruly recommence!

+ Don’t you think that as a 24-year-old lady, I would know what to do with my complexion by now? As in, Pimples: How to Prevent, Treat, and Cover-Up. I need to go back to teenager school.

+ Lunch was a BLT+E. The E = egg. A fried egg. A BLT+E=Delicioso!

+ Don’t you think that as a 24-year-old lady, I would quit making my lunch and then leaving it sitting on the counter instead of bringing it to work with me? Oy. I need to go back to elementary school. Goodbye, potato salad! Goodbye, PB+J!

+ Where exactly does one LOSE a pair of sneakers? I hope someone tied the laces together and threw them over a telephone wire.

+ Will I ever find a pair of sneakers that I never want to take off? I thought I snagged a good pair yesterday, but my workout was nothing short of unsuccessful. Maybe I need to go to one of those professional sports shoe type places. But that certainly feels out of budget since I just dropped 70 bucks on these guys yesterday 😦


+ Is productive to get mad at someone for not prioritizing life in quite the same manner as you do? Sometimes decisions need to be made in a timely fashion, and I’m not interested in Constantly Nagging…. so what are my other options? I recently lost out on something (cheap train tickets) and will possibly lose out on something (Pratt for a grad school option) because of this prediciament. Relationships are so tricky…

+ Finished this book last night. There may have been tears. A few. Compounded by the above dilemma.

+ If you’re on Twitter, you should be following Ashton Kutcher or CNN Breaking News, cause they’re racing to 1,000,000 followers – whichever one wins, there will be some charitable action going down. I’m on Ashton’s side, because I watched Just Married on Tuesday morning. and because The Sims 3 is on his side!

Or you can follow me. Although I won’t donate any mosquito nets to fight malaria if you do. Sorry. I wish I would/could, but I got a lot going on right now.

Dammit. Now I feel bad.

+ I like my shoes. Even though I bought them in October and just now have found the outift/weather with which to wear them.

April 15, 2009

A Homemade Life by Molly Wizenberg

This book is part of the fairly new phenomenon of Bloggers Writing Books. I’ve long been an advocate of Blogs By Book Writers (meaning they wrote the books first) I’m not sure how I feel about this new clashing of media. I read Gluten-Free Girl by Shauna James-Ahern because I liked her blog, particularly, this story. The book I found good, but not transcendent. A very foodie book, which is probably transcendent for those who suffer from Celiac Disease, but despite my interest in food, I am not interested in the differences between Amaranth flour and Rice flour, nor will I go into debt over a bottle of olive oil. THAT BEING SAID, I did finish Gluten-Free Girl in less than a day – very engaging, well-written, and interesting – even to a  non-foodie, non-gluten-free girl 🙂

Anyway. The point I’m trying to make is, I picked up Gluten-Free Girl because of Shauna’s blog.

But I picked up A Homemade Life because it was chilling on the table at Barnes and Noble, and I brought it home later from the library because I’d heard many-a-good word about it. Only after I read a few chapters, got sucked in, and hid it from myself until vacation did I notice the ornate red text running under the author’s name:

“The creator of Orangette”

I’d never read Orangette before this book, but I have definitely added it to my blog reading list (which recently warranted the creation a Foodie category, btw). This book is a treat. It’s a great example of how blogging can beget good writing – it’s full of personal essays that lead the reader toward a recipe, a recipe that played a role in the author’s life. The recipes aren’t fancy – nothing so strange that you’d need a picture to ease you into eating it. Riffs on home-cooking, mostly. Banana-bread with chocolate chips and candied ginger. Her late father’s potato salad. But really, the recipes were second billing to the stories. Scoops of the author’s life, some amusing, some tragic, some romantic, some fanciful, some heart-wrenchingly sad. It’s a book about food for people who like life more than they like food, really.

Loved every page of it, and handed it directly to my mother. It’s just that kind of book.

Kind of makes me wish every one of my favorite bloggers had a book like this to show off with.

Author’s Blog |Amazon Link

April 14, 2009

note to self: don’t google “Petite Feet” results frightening

My blog is here to entertain you.

(And entertain me)

To Inspire You!

(and inspire me!)

To educate you!

(because I am soooooo knowlegable)

To bring a little touch of joy to your sad, sorry lives.

(That was mean. I didn’t mean it that way. I was just being dramatic)

But today?

My blog is here to annoy you.

On my vacation, when I wasn’t busy walking, eating cupcakes, or gazing at monuments, we were watching a show that I really just don’t understand, that some people (most people) call Tim and Eric Awesome Show.

I feel like I *should* like it. It’s on Adult Swim. Cameos by Rainn Wilson and John C. Reilly.

But I just don’t get it.

And after a few days, I wanted to rip my hair out rather than listen to the following two songs, stuck in my head, on repeat. Or listen to them on the TV. Or listen to them when Lance started beating out a rhythm on the back of a Metro seat and wow it sounds familiar IS THAT PETITE FEET AGAIN!??!

So here you are. Two videos that will haunt you. Click if you dare!

And the second, which is better, but I couldn’t embed.

You are VERRRRRY welcome 😉

April 13, 2009

decisions decisions decisions and more decisions

I could go to Catholic. It is obvious that I like Washington DC, but the real estate seems kind of steep for the quality and size of said humble abode (no offense, Frank-dearest. your apartmento was lovely for a stay, but Lance and I both expressed unease about sharing one room. I would prefer to retain my boyfriend as well as afford my living space)

But the tuition is expensive, and the accreditation is conditional. I risk throwing my money – and time – away.

I could go to Rutgers. I wouldn’t mind living in the suburbs, but I think Lance might. Rent is only slightly more reasonable, but probably more spacious. I would be paying out of state tuition, but could probably apply to be a resident after a year. Save a few bucks. But the cost of living in NJ is still very high.

A bonus? I could start this summer, if I got my act together. Start in the fall a s few credits ahead of the game.

I could go to Pratt. Living in NYC? Scary, but sounds fun. Culture. Public transportation. Great place to network, et cetera. But bad for Lance – he’d probably end up taking a teaching job in a school worse off than the one he’s already in, which isn’t what he’s looking for (if that’s possible…) And expensive. Of course. And I can’t imagine the real estate being more forgiving than DC.

But they want an answer – and 500 dollars – by Monday. Which really translates to Thursday, if I want to pay for overnight mail. Can I make that decision so fast?

I haven’t heard from Simmons, so I emailed them this morning. I’m having second thoughts about the dual degree. I love Children’s Lit, but I don’t think I’m cut out for the academic challenges of a MA. I just want to be a librarian and get on with my life at this point.

And then again, in this economy, should I really be taking risks like this? I have a job, health insurance, more hours and a raise coming up. Lance was offered a job in Armada for the fall. Maybe I should just stay. Wayne isn’t so bad. All my friends are doing it.

Anyone want to help me? I’m feeling quite on my own with this one.

Edit: And of course, I send the email before checking my mailbox. I’m in at Simmons, with a 2 grand scholarship. Which is nothing, but more than anyone else wants to give me! So Boston is on the table as well… oy… decisions, decisions!!!!