I’ve been meaning to write this post for a while, but time management and I are not currently on speaking terms. At any rate, about three months ago, I decided while reading Inga Muscio’s Cunt that I wanted to start taking care of my body in a different way. What does that mean? I already…
Read More
On Saturday, Nov. 3, I had the distinct pleasure of revisiting a Boston venue that I haven’t been inside since I saw The Kills perform in 2009. The venue, Paradise Rock Club, is small and intimate, the perfect setting for any show. When I saw The Kills, I stood right next to the stage and…
Read More
Last November, UNH‘s Student Committee on Popular Entertainment (SCOPE) announced that Northern Irish indie rock trio Two Door Cinema Club would be headlining the first show of the 2011-2012 school year. Unsurprisingly, almost no one on campus had heard of the band and those who had didn’t think TDCC was worth seeing live. As such,…
Read More
As a 22 year-old woman who’s been calling herself a feminist for years, my views on the word and what it means are always evolving. Similarly, my views on my body, my sexuality and what it means to me to be a woman are also evolving. Inga Muscio’s Cunt: A Declaration of Independence has been on my to-read list…
Read More
On Thursday, Sept. 13, I saw one of my favorite bands in concert for the 4th time. I’ve been listening to The All-American Rejects since I was in 7th grade, meaning the band’s been one of my go-to soundtracks for everything from homework to parties for about a decade. Yeah, that’s right. I’ve been listening…
Read More
Sometime during the course of the summer, my best friend and fellow literary masochist, AR, suggested that I read Paolo Giordano’s The Solitude of Prime Numbers. Set in Italy, the novel follows the lives of two people — Alice and Mattia — whom are both, in their painfully human ways, prime numbers. A prime number is…
Read More