Quarterlife crisis seems to involve doing anything and everything possible to avoid dealing with quarterlife crisis. After
far too much time spent looking for and art Naruto fanart, I have concluded that my life goal should be to aspire to become a professional Aggregator of Useless Information.
Books I've read so far this summer, as it comes quickly to a close:
Yann MartelLife of Pi
Terry PratchettThe Last Hero
Ursula K Le GuinCheek By Jowl
Jonathan CarrollThe Land of Laughs
Not much of a reading list to look at. My mind burnt out like a short-lived candle after semester ended; then I came home clutching a Kindle, the doctor assigned to cure me of my leisure reading dysfunction, to learn that the Borders in which I spent some significant, romanticised part of my childhood past had closed down forever. That's irony for you, I suppose!