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21-year-old English & American Studies major at the University of Maryland living in Washington, DC. This is where I rant about stuff that doesn't matter, but mostly where I post pictures of cats.
February 28, 2009
“B is for Bethlehem, where Jesus was a fisherman/fishing right from the Devil’s hands…”* I’ve been told by multiple people that I’m exactly the same on the Internet as I am in real life. Doesn’t that make you feel better about reading this? I’m a 21-year-old senior American Studies and English major. I go to the University of Maryland-College Park. I’m graduating in December 2010 (a semester early! I’m excited). I’m pursuing departmental honors in American Studies by writing a senior thesis about gentrification, displacement, and development in Anacostia, a neighborhood in Southeast Washington, DC. You can read more about that here. I’ve lived in the Washington, DC metro area for my entire life, save for my freshman year of college, when I went to the University of Colorado-Boulder. I talk about that year a lot, but the only thing I really miss about Colorado is the skiing. I lived with my parents when I transferred to UMD, and it was awesome. Then I lived in College Park, and it really fucking sucked. Now, I live in what assholes with marketing schemes call “Mid-City” DC (it’s more like the U Street corridor). I love it and have absolutely no desire to leave what is unequivocally my favorite city in the world. I like cities, buildings, and talking about why people live where they do. Relatedly, I also enjoy urban policy, public transportation (my favorite game is seeing how many weeks I can go without driving my car), going to open houses on Sundays, and reading a shitload of DC neighborhood blogs. When I grow up, I want to work in community planning and historic preservation. In the meantime, I intern for the National Trust for Historic Preservation and Washington City Paper. They let me write about things that I care about and I get to hang out on the Internet. I couldn’t have asked for better pre-professional experiences. I said I’d read 50 books in 2009 and failed my goal with a measly 43. I’m expecting to actually get to 50 in 2010.  I hate vodka. I love whiskey. I love putting whiskey in things that probably shouldn’t have whiskey in them (like milkshakes). I do some of my best reading on the metro, but I ride the bus more often. I need at least 16 oz. of coffee every morning. Strawberries are my favorite fruit. I believe champagne should be drunk out of the bottle, through a straw. I’m fluent in AP, Chicago, and MLA style; this is handy, until I start mixing them up. The standard bits of American lit changed my life, just like they changed everyone else’s. I really love cupcakes, I try to buy fresh flowers as often as possible, and I totally fucked myself when I registered to run a 10K at the end of September 2010. I usually write about all of the above. I whine a lot, too, but hey, it’s just the Internet, and you probably shouldn’t take this blog seriously. You know. *This is from a song by the Promise Ring / Photo courtesy of joeruny (the day after this picture was taken, I shot a can of Miller High Life—with, you know, a gun—and chugged it. I’m still proud of that).

“B is for Bethlehem, where Jesus was a fisherman/fishing right from the Devil’s hands…”*

I’ve been told by multiple people that I’m exactly the same on the Internet as I am in real life. Doesn’t that make you feel better about reading this?

I’m a 21-year-old senior American Studies and English major. I go to the University of Maryland-College Park. I’m graduating in December 2010 (a semester early! I’m excited). I’m pursuing departmental honors in American Studies by writing a senior thesis about gentrification, displacement, and development in Anacostia, a neighborhood in Southeast Washington, DC. You can read more about that here.

I’ve lived in the Washington, DC metro area for my entire life, save for my freshman year of college, when I went to the University of Colorado-Boulder. I talk about that year a lot, but the only thing I really miss about Colorado is the skiing. I lived with my parents when I transferred to UMD, and it was awesome. Then I lived in College Park, and it really fucking sucked. Now, I live in what assholes with marketing schemes call “Mid-City” DC (it’s more like the U Street corridor). I love it and have absolutely no desire to leave what is unequivocally my favorite city in the world.

I like cities, buildings, and talking about why people live where they do. Relatedly, I also enjoy urban policy, public transportation (my favorite game is seeing how many weeks I can go without driving my car), going to open houses on Sundays, and reading a shitload of DC neighborhood blogs. When I grow up, I want to work in community planning and historic preservation. In the meantime, I intern for the National Trust for Historic Preservation and Washington City Paper. They let me write about things that I care about and I get to hang out on the Internet. I couldn’t have asked for better pre-professional experiences.

I said I’d read 50 books in 2009 and failed my goal with a measly 43. I’m expecting to actually get to 50 in 2010.  I hate vodka. I love whiskey. I love putting whiskey in things that probably shouldn’t have whiskey in them (like milkshakes). I do some of my best reading on the metro, but I ride the bus more often. I need at least 16 oz. of coffee every morning. Strawberries are my favorite fruit. I believe champagne should be drunk out of the bottle, through a straw. I’m fluent in AP, Chicago, and MLA style; this is handy, until I start mixing them up. The standard bits of American lit changed my life, just like they changed everyone else’s. I really love cupcakes, I try to buy fresh flowers as often as possible, and I totally fucked myself when I registered to run a 10K at the end of September 2010.

I usually write about all of the above. I whine a lot, too, but hey, it’s just the Internet, and you probably shouldn’t take this blog seriously. You know.

*This is from a song by the Promise Ring / Photo courtesy of joeruny (the day after this picture was taken, I shot a can of Miller High Life—with, you know, a gun—and chugged it. I’m still proud of that).