This weekend, I went with a friend to see Abraham Lincoln, Vampire Hunter. It was all the insane revisionist action film a girl could dream of. Y’all, there was literally horse parkour.
Parkour. On stampeding horses. Between Abraham Lincoln and a slave-owning vampire with a missing eye.
After that non-stop thrill ride, I spent most of the weekend at home, with the exception of drinking lots of $2 Full Sails at a (fun, Trivial Pursuit-filled) birthday party last night. For my Atlanta readers, East Atlanta is where it’s at if you want Athens prices without, y’know, UGA.
So I have very little to report from the weekend! Instead, I present to you photos from my summer, accompanied by haikus.
I finally got around to reading “The ‘Busy’ Trap,” a NYT article that’s been making the rounds. I particularly enjoyed this quote:
Idleness is not just a vacation, an indulgence or a vice; it is as indispensable to the brain as vitamin D is to the body, and deprived of it we suffer a mental affliction as disfiguring as rickets. The space and quiet that idleness provides is a necessary condition for standing back from life and seeing it whole, for making unexpected connections and waiting for the wild summer lightning strikes of inspiration — it is, paradoxically, necessary to getting any work done.
This is something I used to write about with greater-than-normal frequency at HackCollege. Though the author of the NYT piece is talking about busyness as a specifically New York thing, I think it certainly manifests in universities like my own. Busyness–pulling all-nighters, not having time to do anything but eat, sleep a little, and study study study–is next to godliness for a certain kind of American college kid. And why wouldn’t it be? We’re never asked to consider if our work is valuable before we’re in college, and so we don’t once we’re there, either.