coming up with titles is hard

Today I went to see Sherlock Holmes with Lia, because I hadn't seen Lia since the summer and because Robert Downey Jr. is fantastic. (My brother even admits to having a man crush on him. At least he has good taste.) There was also a brief stop in Forever 21, but since I had to pick my brother up from school, I didn't get a chance to do any real browsing. This is sad because Forever 21 is one of the few stores I can afford to shop in. Sure, the clothes are poorly made, but they're damn cheap. And some of them are skanky to the point of ridiculousness. I approve.

Later, I watched Anthony Bourdain's show on the travel channel, because Anthony Bourdain is fantastic. He was in Thailand, and he saw monkeys "with nipples that look like butt plugs". I can't even make that up. The show has a parental advisory warning for a reason: it is too awesome for small children or the faint of heart. Naturally, I approve.

The show made me wish, as I occasionally do, that I could pick up and travel to a place where the cost of living for a backpacker is super cheap. (My secret dream job is to be a travel writer/work for a travel show and get to travel with as part of the crew--I could manage logistics!) Then I remember that I am super white and will get harassed (case in point: Egypt...and that was actually pretty tame--I wasn't molested or anything). Curse you, Russian-Polish/German/British-French ancestors! (Though, not gonna lie, I AM a fan of the freckles...just not the uber pastiness of my skin.) I also remember that aside from a basic level of conversational Hebrew and a quickly deteriorating grasp of Spanish, I'm monolingual. Le sigh.

Still, it would be nice. (You know what would also be nice? Getting my Brit Lit grade!) Perhaps I can do this for a little bit the summer after I graduate?