Friday, October 28, 2011

A Tip for Textbook Publishers

We're reading A Streetcar Named Desire in my literary analysis class and I didn't actually purchase the book until now (as opposed to the beginning of the semester). Rather than take the "textbook" version at face value and just buy it, I decided to see if the normal play section in the bookstore had it for cheaper.

Not only was the version I found in the bookstore cheaper, the image on the cover was THIS:

That's right. A shirtless, adorable Marlon Brando. So for $7.99 I get the play AND a hot man? I'lltakeitI'lltakeitI'lltakeitI'lltakeit.

In contrast, my poor clueless classmates all got the version with this cover:

A weird minimalist painting that is clearly harping on the supposed anti-feminist themes. Pshaw. If you can resist the hot masculinity that is Stanley Kowalski, you are clearly a hater of all things wonderful. I don't generally drool over uber-masculine guys, but who could say no to this?

So I was thinking: I would be a lot happier paying the ridiculous fees that textbook companies charge us if I at least got some eye candy while doing so. Not straight out porn, but...


Awww, rats. Yeah, there's no way I can redeem that.

Thursday, October 27, 2011

Triple Whammy of Awesome


A) I am a psychic.

B) I'm going to London.

C) I actually like school this year.

D) All of the above.

If you answered D) All of the above, you are correct! You don't actually win anything because of B and its subsequent costs, but maybe I'll give you a massage or do your dishes?

A- I am a psychic:
I know it sounds far-fetched, but it's totally true. I've correctly predicted the following: a brother's mission call, a friend's mission call, and both of my brothers' marriages long before the proposal (as in the first meeting for the one and three years before the other).

This instance isn't quite like the others. I had a dream last night where I married certain someone that I try not to think about ever. The circumstance was that he was being his usual stand-offish, never-wants-anything-to-do-with-me-ever self for days and days of dream time and then trick married me! What the heck? I gave him the what for, but was secretly glad to be united with him for time and all eternity.

Of course, I also dreamed that I was best friends with Zooey Deschanel and that Judy Garland was being held captive in a tree by hostile rednecks, so I pretty much discounted the dream as a whole.

BUT THEN I got a letter from him today in the mail. I haven't opened it yet because of the residual fear from the dream.

B- I'm going to London:
True story! I've wanted to go to London forever and now I'm finally doing it! Why am I going? Because I can, baby. Last winter semester I had the blues in a big way and started looking for inexpensive flights from SLC to London. I signed up for TripAdvisor and one day in August flights were only $900. I was all over that. I called my sister Amy up and she was also all over that because she's also wanted to go to Europe forever.

We leave next Thursday and will be gone for a whole week. Not being tied to a strict itinerary, we're going to run rampant! I may or may not post a report after returning.

C- I actually like school this year:
I know what you're thinking- what's up with that? It's a three part thing. My classes interest me and are smaller, my attitude is better, and I'm finding my niche. And, of course, I have LONDON to look forward to.