Newlyread: Wuthering Heights

Wuthering Heights by Emily Brontë

This won’t be much of a review, not that any of my “reviews” ever really are. I will say that Wuthering Heights lives up to its infamy in that it is every bit as engaging, pathetic, and wonderful as one would expect. Bonus points for playing to my love for the English countryside, Yorkshire (Mario!), and moors. Why anyone thought it would be necessary to re-brand the novel’s cover to emulate that of the Twilight series is beyond me. Timelessness, by definition, ought to be immune to modernisation.

Anyway, again, this isn’t really a review of the novel. I am writing this post because I want to talk about the book itself, not the story. I found the text on a shelf in my hall of residence, and I couldn’t resist picking it up. Used books, in my opinion, are awesome, for many reasons, one of which is that in purchasing or reading a used book, we are reusing a product and reducing our consumption of new items. However, there may be a limit to the usability of a used book, and this novel was definitely right on the borderline. Pictures to follow.

Tokyo Day

She is the one, Sailor Moon!

Last Sunday, I attended Tokyo Day, a promotion event that was actually held over two days in Westminster. The exhibition was free, and you could live out every Japanese stereotype in one place: sushi, animé, robots, Harajuku, it was all there! While Tokyo Day didn’t do anything to fuel my already deep Japan-obsession, it did nothing to dampen it either. It was actually a nice way to spend an afternoon, perusing the art and trying our hands at origami (I made a bunny!).

Nom Nom Nom: Toronto Eats

Can I just say it? I love eating in Toronto. To be frank, I love eating everywhere, but especially in Toronto (and Paris, and London…). But really, there is something nice about being at home and knowing exactly where to go when you have a craving for something. And in Toronto, you can eat a good version of pretty much anything! Whilst I was home, I did visit quite a few of my favourite restaurants, along with a few new ones. Sadly, I didn’t always take pictures, and I can’t really remember all the places I went. But! I do have pictures from three places, and I can clearly recall my experience at another, so I still have something to say! And please make sure to click the photos. For some reason, the colours just don’t come out right unless you view the full size.

The Boogaloo

Last Monday night, I headed northeast to the Boogaloo to hear some live music and enjoy the bar scene in Highgate. The Boogaloo apparently has the best jukebox in the world (according to GQ). Albums can only be added by industry insiders, and likes of Robert Plant and Sinead O’Conner have made contributions. Unfortunately, I did not get to use the jukebox during my visit, as I was being entertained by the very cute Anto Dust, an acoustic version of Chapter Sweetheart, and my friend’s boyfriend’s friend, Daniel Pickard. It’s always nice to hear live music and hear people’s work, and the Boogaloo is definitely a really cool place. Case in point: there was a cat drinking water at the bar and no one paid it any mind.