These are a few of my favorite things.

After being inspired by one of Chuck Klosterman’s articles, I decided to go through a few of my favorite songs to make a similar list, partly because I thought it was a good idea, and partly because I’m procrastinating.

Enjoy.

The Backstreet Boys showed me how to love.

Something I wrote with Becky a while ago. An old one, but a good one.

Busy, busy, busy.

As I often reiterate, I am a terrible regular blogger. So here we go with the seasonal update of my life.

1) I caught the flu and then was out of town in two consecutive weeks, so my attempts to stay up with my school work failed miserably. I’m still working on catching up with reading, but at least I’ve done all my homework. Thank god. I also did a decent job on my midterms.

2) Insight is going well. October proved to be a hurdle because of the whole sick/out-of-town thing, but everything is getting done, and November stuff is on its way. I still need to work out how to build the multimedia staff beyond myself and the other editors at Insight.

The countdown begins.

And the panic attacks ensue. I had one a couple weeks ago at midnight. The thought process went something like this:

I’m a senior. Whoa.

I’m graduating in May.

Wait, how many months is that? (counts on fingers)

Nine months?

And my lease is up at the end of May.

And I probably won’t have a job. Or any prospects.

Oh. My. God. What am I doing with my life?

Oh. My. F—ing. God. What if I have to move back to Las Vegas? With my parents?

Writing for the sake of writing.

When I was little, I wanted to be a lot of things. A doctor. A ballerina. A paleontologist.

But most of all, I wanted to be a writer. I wrote “articles” for the kid newspaper I made up for my third grade class. I created stories about my favorite cartoon (Sailor Moon, if you really want to know). After reading a book I liked, I’d try imitating that author’s style.

Summer update.

Dear faithful readers (ha),

Sorry I’m not a good blogger. It’s been a busy summer, and yet I feel like I’m not doing anything particularly blogworthy. But here it goes:

Passion.

Do you ever feel like you’ve forgotten why you do what you do? You just go through the motions, you get lazy, you settle for mediocrity.

And then something just kicks in — BAM! — and you’re back.

Memories.

I know I left the Sagebrush in December, but I finally grabbed the last of my things at that office. Despite what you may or may not think, the Sagebrush meant a lot to me while I was there, and I wouldn’t trade my time there for anything. That chapter of my life has officially closed, and I’m moving forward – but not without a few things to laugh at or smile about. Below, you will find a list of things that I found amusing enough to document with quotes, polls, photographs – basically, anything a journalist could do – and then keep at the office until today. Think of it as an equivalent to a Sagebrush scrapbook, circa August 2007-December 2008.

100 books in 2009.

In a direct attempt to procrastinate on studying and writing a final paper (my brain is going to explode if I have to think about marginal revenue and profit maximization any longer), I am making a list of books I have read thus far in 2009 for the 100+ books reading challenge. If you don’t get it from the title, it’s simple – I’m going to try to read 100 books this year. Unrealistic? Probably. But it’s still nice to keep track.

Drink alcohol.

I had this e-mailed to me a while back. I don’t know where it originated from or who wrote it, but I feel like it’s one of those things that should be shared. It’s a little dated, but it’s hilarious and thoughtful advice for young journalists venturing out into the professional world for the first time nonetheless.

That, and I need something to keep me entertained while I wait for my video to upload.