things my Contemporary Lit professor said today:

dirtydustinhoffmanneedsabath:

-“They tried really hard to make it serious but at the end there’s still a Holocaust museum gift shop.”
-“Elaborate more on the idea of ‘hipsterdom’”.
-“What’s wrong with going to an expensive liberal arts college and then going to work as an organic farmer?”
-“The Holocaust isn’t supposed to be funny but when South Park makes a Holocaust joke, I’m horrified but still laughing. You’re not supposed to hear jokes about the state of Jews in 1936.”
-“The ironic reappropriation of upper-middle class kids who buy a bowling shirt and will never go bowling is an important symbol of our generation.”
-“Gertrude Stein looks like… yeah, just look up some pictures of her. You’ll get it.”
-“Who here watches 30 Rock?”

Soulmate material.

Urban biking successes: today I went down a 10 foot long hill at ~35º incline and it emptied out onto a gravel road and I didn’t pee my pants.

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farisbueller:felicefawn:

The fact that the majority of teenagers would rather listen to Justin Bieber or Taylor Momsen over Jimi Hendrix or Pink Floyd makes me want to fucking kill myself. Literally.

up next on MTV’s “White Girl Problems”: special snowflake and part-time tumblr user felicefawn is literally contemplating suicide over people having different music taste than her and thinks she is better than everybody else because she kinda sorta knows who jimi hendrix and pink floyd are

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I’ve been reading Stardust for like four weeks. I am the slowest reader.

I have finished my story. I will now retreat into a cavern of blankets containing naan, violins and Infinite Jest (which I will read while I sob).

I’ll post the final draft after my workshop XXXXXXXXXX

With these powers combined, I set out to write the Great American Short Historical Science Fiction Story in under five hours. I’ve never worked in this part of the IMU before (the room with the old furniture that you have to walk through to get to Starbucks from the north or east sides of the IMU, which is always awkward because it’s always completely silent and there are people looking intently at books and computer screens and light filtering in from windows and a light fire sort of smoldering in the fireplace and you feel as if you’re disturbing some sort of collective hyperfocus aesthetic with every step) but I’m finding it very conducive to concentration. Wish me more than luck.