@blee My thoughts exactly.
Having said that, though, I'm starting another grad program in the fall. Why? I really don't know.
@Lila Fowler Ugh, exactly. Whitewashing and trust-fundie problems aside, one of the things that really bothered me about this show is it seemed like Dunham literally just took her real life and put it on TV. People being all "she shouldn't have to have a character of colour because authenticity!" are maybe missing the crucial point that Lena Dunham's actual, authentic life might not be good storytelling?
Also, all this talk of people who created great art in their 20s makes me want to cry. I was supposed to be one of those prodigies! And now I'm almost 25 and I haven't been offered a SINGLE book deal or TV show or anything. (Publishers and TV execs: call me, it'll be awesome.)
@The Lady of Shalott I have to disagree. The idea that marginalia somehow "ruins" a book is a very new one. There was a time when people were encouraged to write in books - turning the book into a dialogue, of sorts. Often the marginalia would end up being the most interesting part of the book. Often it's the only way historians* can learn about how a particular text was read and interpreted.
Now, I certainly don't think people should actively destroy books, say, by ripping out pages or scribbling over the text so much as to make it illegible. But finding a library book with writing in it is such an awesome experience. It reminds you how many people have laid hands on this book, and gives you an idea of how they might have experienced it. I write all over the books that I own, and I hope that their future owners (you know, when I'm dead or whatever) will find my notes useful in some way.
Highlighting in library books, on the other hand? So annoying. Why would anyone do that, seriously.
*Full disclosure: I am a historian.
@Pitch Blease Paris is a great place to be alone. Maybe it's the lack of private space (seriously, Parisian apartments are TINY) but people in Paris don't have a problem with being alone in public the way we seem to in North America. I went to bars by myself all the time when I was there. It was awesome.
I love travelling alone. So far I've taken two trips to France on my own (the first when I was 18 - oh, the stupid things I did on that trip), and it's been amazing both times. The only advice I'd give would be to choose a country where you speak the language if you're going to go alone. Not knowing what anyone is talking about is okay if you're in a pair or a group, but otherwise it can be scary and isolating. Also, I bought this leg wallet thing so I could keep my passport and money strapped to my calf. Not everyone is as paranoid as I am, of course, but keeping valuables both on your person and concealed (rather than, say, in your pocket or backpack) is always a good idea.
@coconuts Awesome, I used to live right near the one on Bloor, but I was always afraid to go in because I thought they would judge me for my weird boobs (I was eighteen, okay). Didn't know they had a location on Yonge, though. I'll definitely have to check that out.
@redheadedandcrazy I don't know! I heard you were supposed to do that too (though granted, it was from people here so idk) and the only reason I never did it is because I'm too cheap to buy hydrogen peroxide. I had vinegar in my house, so I used that anyway. It doesn't seem to have harmed my vag at all.
@Brett Phillipson@facebook Um, I meant "anything other than water" not "anything other than soap". There was no soap involved.
Horrible things I have done with my DivaCup:
Soaked it in vinegar (it was starting to smell weird)
Left it on the stove for too long so that the water in the saucepan evaporated and it got pretty badly burned
Gone an entire cycle without washing it in anything other than soap, and not even boiled it afterwards
And I keep using it, in spite of all of these things. Even the burning. Needless to say, I am not a clean person.
@coconuts What's the store called? I need to get a fitting a some point and I have no idea where to go because I buy all my bras at Winners.