May Wrap-Up: Living up to the ol’ username

I’M GOING TO LIVE FOREVER!!!

Translation: I just had the single most insane reading month I have ever had, and sure maybe it was because I’m in the gilded age of being unable to be alone with my thoughts, and yeah perhaps “just” here means more than 3 weeks ago, but beggars can’t be choosers.

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April Wrap-Up: Everything’s coming up apocalypse

The world is so awful right now.

Basic human rights: Being stripped. Really cute Easter-related items like pastel candy and small stuffed animals shaped like chicks: Were on sale but now impossible to find until next spring. The weather: Weird, for existential environmental reasons, probably.

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I read for 24 hours straight and all I got was this lousy blog post

To quote an iconic lyricism by American treasure Katy Perry: Greetings, loved ones. Let’s take a journey.

I don’t actually even really like Katy Perry, and in fact do not enjoy the song California Girls, which I’m pretty sure the above line is from, but we don’t have time for that because I’m already two hours into reading and I just decided I’m doing this.

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More unpopular opinions because I’m dead inside

More here means both “a post containing additional unpopular opinions” and “opinions more unpopular than ever before.”

The thing about my posting schedule (which lately consists of a single post, then three months of nothing, then a handful of posts, then five months of nothing, and so on until, presumably, either my brain breaks or all of yours do) is that it’s mostly downsides. Continue reading

Universally loved books I hate: More unpopular opinions

Well guys. We’re back at it again. (The compulsion for me to make a devastatingly outdated Damn Daniel reference was almost insurmountable. But, with a heroic amount of strength, I resisted. You’re welcome.)

As we all know, I hate many a book. (2.96 average rating — yes, it dropped! — on Goodreads, tons of one star ratings, etc etc, we’ve heard it all before.) I also read a lot of — dare I say “mostly” — popular YA stuff. You know, the stuff I hear about from blogging and Goodreads and Bookstagram.

Basically what I’m saying is I read the books my friends really like and then I hate them. Continue reading